The Drive to reach Venice
And lunch in Piazza Metteotti in Greve
Driving into Florence was a lot harder than we thought it was going to be. With traffic and one way streets and construction and permit only drive zones and traffic (did I mention that). I think it took us 45 minutes once we were in the city to get our car in the right spot so that we could get it back in the garage at the train station. We almost clipped a guy on a scooter, nearly got splinched by a bus and reversed it back up a one way street after a wrong turn and a stiff reprimand from an Italian woman (with a look of “how stupid are you?” On her face).
We missed our train, but having splurged on first class tickets, we got to wait in the lounge for the next train (an hour later). And then, Ahhhh:
And finally a water taxi from the train station to our flat. A long day of travel by car, train, and boat (aka Planes, Trains, and Automobiles)
Found Ristorante Marco Polo just around the corner from us for a late dinner - with good seafood now!
The end of our “street” had a little canal access
(No! I’m not tired yet…)
And one final snap of Moonrise over Venice from my room before collapsing
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