Vrooming through Venice Leaving Seedorf, Switzerland, and sadly the Swiss Alps (before Bryan could formulate a new plan for another mountain summit) we rode the train to Venice, Italy. Walking out from the train station in Venice, we were hit with one of those round-a-bout realizations... no noise, no fumes, and then the "aha" moment... no cars in all of the city. Across from the train station was the Grand Canal that served as the main winding street with rows of yellow boats serving as busses and taxis and thus marked. It was about 8:30 PM when we arrived, and knowing that the hotels just outside the station would probably be expensive and full, we started wondering the "streets". Normally, I have a very good sense of direction, but with Venice it is beyond easy to
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