Venice was cold and rainy the whole time I was there, but that didn't stop me from doing some wandering around (and some getting lost) as soon as I got there. It wasn't exactly gelato weather, but I did have some pizza. And then some gelato, because, as I figured, I was already wet and cold, so I might as well also eat something delicious. But I was also dead, dead tired, so I headed back to my hostel and turned in early.
The next day was jam-packed. I went back into Venice (I was staying in a random suburb that wasn't nearly so canal-y) and wandered around the old Jewish ghetto for a while (and ate some pastries), then I went on a boat tour of the islands surrounding Venice: Murano (where we watched a glassblowing demo), Torcello (where there are some old churches), and Burano (where they make this fancy lace that only two hundred people in the world--all of them on this island--know how to make). It was neat, and I fell asleep on the boat coming back.
After that, I took myself out for a proper (candle-lit, even) Italian dinner of pasta and wine, then headed to bed early again. I'm almost halfway through with my trip now, and I'm definitely starting to feel like i"m losing my steam a little bit. I think I'll take the next couple days (in Florence/Tuscany) to mostly lounge around and relax and recharge before heading out on the second leg of my trip.
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