Venice is really a photographer's dream, even a poor photographer like me. As is well documented, Janet takes a more evolutionary approach to the day whereas I take a more revolutionary approach; essentially, I'm an early riser and she is not. The form that this takes when we're on vacation is that she devotes time to reading and meditating and preparing for the day, whereas I head out early and then come back to meet her. In Venice this gave me a chance to go out exploring and snapping pictures in the morning - oh, and, obviously, getting lost along the way.
We never actually ended up taking a gondola ride, partially because of the weather but also because we were laid up the last day with food poisoning - but that's another story for another day.
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