Since Julie is better than I, I’m pretty much just posting pictures from the remaining days of our adventure.
Venice, Murano, and Burano. Here’s some pictures. Burano was so colorful and my favorite part of the trip because I got to share it with my wonderful sister and she is colorful too (love ya Julie). To complete the day, we got lost in the Venice streets and came across a tiny gelato shop where we had a mega dessert of homemade crepes with Belgian chocolate and gelato. It was too good to be real so we decided we wouldn’t try to find it again because it would spoil the moment.
We went on a tour of Torre Dell’Orlogolio (St. Mark’s Clocktower) amongst other things. There was this English lady on the tour who knew a disturbingly large amount of information about the clock before the tour and I mean really weird stuff. It’s as if she spent hours reading and memorizing everything about it to prepare for a quiz. About a freaking clock. Whenever the guide asked if anyone had any questions, she would ask a question but not a question to show off how much she knew. Guess what lady, I’m not impressed.
The last thing we did in Venice is take a nap on San Giorgio Maggiore – the island across from St. Marks Square. All four of our combined legs were dangling over the Adriatic.
Škocjan Caves in Divača, Slovenia and Poreč, Croatia. The Caves were very similar to the Lord of the Rings cave scenes (the scaffolding on the sides in the movie and then the Bridge thou shalt not pass) but due to camera restrictions we can’t supply photos of that part of the cave.
Max cried himself to sleep as Julie was no longer by his side.