It's raining. The one day we spend in Venice, OUTDOORS, it rains.. or more like.. pours. Our hotel is in the little town of Noale, so we take the morning ferry over to Venice. Venice is so overrated. It's like a big touristy sinking island. Oh, where was I, right, it's raining. Maciek and I go up the bell tower in San Marco Piazza and it's like a typhoon up there. I'm wearing a skirt that day, thinking it was gonna be hot. My skirt is now blowing up and around in the wind, I'm trying to hold it down, Maciek is holding the umbrella, we're being pelted by rain and I snap some photos really quickly before we head down the elevator. I laugh at the people who are eagerly waiting to go up the
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