Yesterday felt like our day of buses, planes and trains. Shuttle from aLoft to Dulles, train to concourse A, plane to Paris, biz was nice but not a great sleep and the food was just eh. Glad we hadn’t paid the $12,000 real price! Did take a look at premium Econ, if you get get the exit row on one of the two 2 seat sides, it would be the ticket. Arrived Paris, had to take a bus (really felt like we were gonna drive into Paris, it was a long ride)to the terminal, through security, another bus to our departure terminal, then a small jet to Bologna, a bus to the train station, train to Venice and finally the vaporetto (boat bus) on which the picture below of Mike was taken to the stop near our bed and breakfast, Gio & Gio. Nice place, three rooms, shared licking and kitchen, so far only seen two other guests. After a quick wash of our faces we started what Mike now refers to as the Venitian Death March. I discovers on trip advisor, a group that gives free 1.5 hour walking by locals, I signed up and they told us to meet at the old well at Campo Santa Margarita. I googled directions from our hotel and off we went for the promised 15 minute walk….well it took 30, it is so easy to get lost here…but we made iy with 20 min to spare. No one was at the well, so we shared a 1/2 liter of white wine in a nearby cafe. Of course once the wine arrived so did a number of other tourists at the well. Anyway when we finished our wine, we joined four Brits, two Turks and their baby in stroller so I guess three Turks and two Japanese and our guide Francesco and off we went for what he promised was a THREE hour tour! Yikes. At hour 1.5 we were close to our hotel, so Mike and I broke off and headed back towards our hotel. We stopped and shared a salad caprese and each had seafood risotto. It was really good. While eating we got to see the antics of the foks who graduated university that afternoon. You will see pictures below, they are the ones with the wreaths (“like Julius Caesar our guide told us) around their necks. After changing out of their caps and wreaths, they dress us in strange costumes and their friends throw paint, confetti, etc at them and walk around town sing-songing, “doctore,doctore,doctore”. After enjoying the show, we headed back to our place and were in bed by 8:30 for some much need sleep.