Life in Venice (or, Are you getting a sinking feeling?)
February 24th 2006 Sorry for the corny play on Thomas Mann- I didn't find any golden haired Polish boys. *Sigh*
We arrived in Venice at night at the Mestra station. Mollie called our hotel and we waited across the street at the Plaza Hotel for the van to come and pick us up. We kept joking that any of the crappy vans driving by could be for us. But the van that did pull up wasn’t so bad after all. We drove qu
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