Venice is sinking! We awoke this morning to the sound of church bells, followed shortly thereafter by the flood sirens. You know it must have been bad, because even the spiders ended up on the second floor. One decided to hang out in our bathroom. It was huge, so big in fact that it needed more than one flush to dispose of it. Jene would not leave the shower until it was gone. All the way gone. I honestly don’t blame her, as I needed a shoe to kill it before I could pick it up. I believe killing spiders on two continents should qualify me for a merit badge or something, particularly when it was that big.
After breakfast we strolled around Piazza San Marco and admired the flooding. There was maybe as much as 18 inches at the lowest part of the piazza, under the porto at the north side, Most people seemed to ignore it, as long as they were wearing Wellies, and the rest went around or took advantage of the raised walkways. We window shopped a bit, took some video of the flood both in the piazza and where we picked up the gondola. There at least 4 of the steps we had climbed down the day before to get into the gondola were covered in water. We then retired back to the hotel for a few hours to wait out the worst of it. Apparently it lasts about two hours, and then we should have the run of the city again. It did give us the opportunity rest, get leg and neck massages, and catch up on the blog.
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