Standing atop the Rialto Bridge

The tour of the Doges' Palace actually gave us a brief respite from the heat. We sat for 45 minutes in the huge common hall where a stiff breeze blew in from the sea. Then we headed over to the dungeons. When we found them to be humid and stuffy we decided to head back outside for some gelato and drinks. Gail's Mom and I grabbed cones right below the Rialto Bridge. Of course I got a nice blob of chocolate on my shorts. Remembering that there was an active farmer's market on Sundays I led the group up, up and over the Rialto Bridge. On the opposite side most of the farmers were gone but there were plenty of arts and crafts, silk ties, cheap T-shirts (got a Leonardo Di Vinci one), fruit and the Italian Slurpee called a "granita" (I got a cola one). I had to resist the urge to grab some of the ice cubes the fruitmongers used to keep their chunks of pineapple and coconut fresh.