Last weekend, I spent the entire day in Venice on a day trip I booked through FlorenceforFun. Sean was supposed to come through as well, but he didn’t show up. Later on I found out why. He never did have much luck when it came to traveling out here. It was kinda funny though. You can ask him what happened.
Francesco was a great tour guide. He was an older Italian man with a head of gray hair. He had some jokes up his sleeve. Also, the way he spoke about things was amusing as well.
We took a 3 hour bus ride to the train station to catch the train to Venice. At first sight of the water and boats I was in awe. Its a completely different experience from seeing pictures of Venice and seeing it in person. We took a private water taxi to Piazza San Marco where we saw a glass blowing demonstration. The man molded a vase with a handle as well as a cat. I used the free time we were given after the demonstration to explore the Piazza.
My plan was to visit the museums in Piazza San Marco. I found the Mueso Correr towards the end of our allotted free time. I was contemplating whether or not I should go on the gondola ride or stay behind to look at the museums. I decided to go on the Gondola ride because the chances I would get the opportunity to do so again are slim. I’m glad I did. The gondola ride was so relaxing. At one point I covered my eyes with my green “Italia” hat and snoozed a bit. It was a solid 3-5 minutes before I had to get up because the ride was over. I was taking pics and observing scenery for most of the ride.
Towards the evening, we had another free time period near a bunch of shops to get souvenirs. It was my first time hearing of and trying hot wine. It was good. It had some spices in it as well. We all continued with the walking tour of places crossing multiple bridges as we made our way back to the train station. We ended up leaving two guys behind in Venice because Francesco didn’t want us to miss our train. They stayed behind to see the cathedral in Piazza San Marco. On the bus ride back, we made a quick stop to pick them up at a different station.
There was a delay on the bus ride back to Florence because of an accident. We were supposed to get back at 10:30, but didn’t arrive back until around 11:30. The next train was at 12:35, so I went to Burger King to grab something to eat first.
It was hard trying to see signs through the train windows because it was close to pitch black outside. I ended up missing my stop and ended up in Pistoia. The next train to go to Prato from Pistoia was at 5:16 am. I also ran into a guy who looked to be around my age maybe older who missed his stop on the train to Florence. We walked underground to track 4 where the train was supposed to be departing from. He boarded the train to take a nap. I stayed outside on the platform and started calling people to let them know where I was. Sara was the only one to answer her phone. I texted Jen as well. Then I called my mom to make time go by faster. She was more worried for me than I was. I ended up going back to track 1 where I initially got off to sit down. There was also more light over there.
Then I called the emergency number to ask for a cab number I could call. I was not about to stay in the station by myself all night. On top of that my battery was low and I kept received this unnecessary text message that was written in Italian. It took some time, but I eventually got a cab and made it back. It was $50. $50 that could have been spent elsewhere but it is a loss I can deal with.
It was a trip for the books.
Water Taxi Ride - http://youtu.be/BmbeV00I0kY