We unloaded the car, stretched a little, and headed inside to find Karla (aka Chardonnay) and her daughter Amanda waiting for us. We got our bus tickets and headed into Venice. Karla's husband had been able to reserve us a Hilton hotel on his reward points, so we were on a mission to find the hotel. The airport bus took us to Piazzale Roma, the main bus station where most tourists enter Venice.
|Wandering through the streets of Venice|
|Finally at Zattere!|
Finally, we had found our water taxi stop! Amanda and her mom were feeling the impact of the time change, as neither were able to sleep much on the flight across the Atlantic. We knew it was important to try to keep them awake so they could sleep as normally as possible tonight, so we pointed them in the direction of a cafe for some hot coffee. Our hotel rooms were not quite ready, but we were allowed to go to eat and relax in the executive lounge--thanks, Mr. Joe--where we enjoyed free wifi. About an hour after we arrived, Kam was sent back towards the airport to pick up another friend, Derek. She waited on the dock for about an hour, while we were all upstairs in the room admiring the view.
|View looking straight out from our hotel room|
|The tall tower with gold on top is in Piazza San Marco|
|Kam waiting on the dock to get Derek|
|Me, Amanda, Karla|
|Mom and I in Venice|
|Masks in Venice|
|Piazza San Marco//St Mark's Square|
|Karla, Amanda, and I in Venice|
|Amanda and I|
|Mom and I on one of the bridges in Venice|
|Amanda, Karla, mom, and Derek on the water taxi|
|Karla, Kam, mom, Derek, Amanda and I in St Mark's Square//Piazza San Marco|
|Me, Mom, and Kam on the Rialto Bridge|
That night, mom's phone went off two different times with news from kids on the tour group informing her about flights being delayed and rescheduled. Luckily I would be leaving in the morning around the same time the first group arrived, so we could all go to the airport together. Unfortunately, the next morning, we missed the 10am free water taxi, so I had to say my tearless goodbyes at the hotel and begin walking to the public water taxi to get across the canal so I could begin my journey back to the airport. Over an hour later, I was finally at the Piazzale Roma and on the bus to Aeroporto Marco Polo ready to begin my journey back to the dark side, aka Sweden.