We only had 11 hours in Venice, and that was all we needed. After finally figuring out how to get onto the island (which involved Allie being yelled at by an Italian bus driver), we checked our bags at the train station so we could explore the city. We didn't have any sight seeing planned, so we just grabbed a bite to eat and wandered around for a while. We thought it was an adorable city to look at, and we had some great gelatto, but unfortunately we did not feel welcomed by any of the Italians we encountered. Exhausted from our previous travels and tired of the lack of hospitality, we retired to the train station three hours early.
Once we were finally on our overnight train to Vienna, we realized that it wasn't that we were burnt out on traveling, it was just that we didn't fit into Venice or Athens. The quality of the Austrian train renewed our spirits.
One of the countless smaller canals.
The Grand Canal
Alaska, our gelatto place
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