The Last Legs of the Trip

In Venice we saw a lot of water. The water that paved the streets, of course, was expected, but unfortunately there was another form of it as well: rain. It pretty much rained on and off the entire time we were in Venice, but this did not keep us from exploring our third city on the trip.

We arrived Thursday afternoon to our bed and breakfast about 15 minutes outside of the city and rode the bus in for the night. Being used to the Spanish culture, we were shocked to see most of the restaurants and stores already closed by 8. It was clearly not the tourist season because the city was very dead when we went on our first walk through the city. Luckily, there were still a few pizza bars open where we could experience actual Italian pizza. 

We spent most of Friday walking around Venice again. According to the traveler's book we read, we were supposed to get lost in Venice, so we did just that. A lot of the city seemed to repeat itself; there were hundreds of shops that sold masks, toy Venician boats, and other souvenirs all over and of course there were many bridges.

Honestly, I was glad that we only spent one full day in Venice because it may have gotten long if we were there another day. The rain did not help because it made the idea of riding a boat much less appealing so we decided against it.

At night, we decided to make use of our stove in our apartment so we made our own Italian dinner with pasta and pizza around our kitchen table. It ended up being a great night with friends even though the rain made us a little grumpy during the day. 

Finally, it was Saturday, and time for our last leg of our trip. Originally, we were just going to go back to Sevilla from Venice, but we found that it was actually cheaper to fly to Barcelona first and wait until an early flight on Sunday to return. 

By this point in the trip, everyone seemed kind of burnt out from all the big city attractions that take quite awhile to get to, so we just decided to go to a few main places. 

First, we went to the Sagrada Familia, a cathedral that is still in the process of being built because the artist, Antoni Gaudi, died before completing it. It was obvious that this was a much newer cathedral as it had a completely different feel to its outside. The sculptures had more square faces and the towers were much skinnier than those of Sevilla or Notre Dame.

After a long eight days, we went back to the airport and waited for our 6 a.m. boarding. It was a long night, but we played some Uno, got some free french fries from some generous people at the cafeteria, and even got a few hours of sleep on the floor before returning to my soft bed in Sevilla.