After being sick for our entire stay in Nice, I was excited to head to Venice, hoping that I would start feeling a little better.  We boarded our train early that morning and headed to Italy.  It took us three trains to get to Venice, and none were as nice as the train that took us from Paris to Nice.  There was no dining cart, but on each, a man pushing a little cart of snacks, with a little bell that he rang as he came through.  I enjoyed the views immensly, especially as we rode along the coast for the first bit of our trip. 

We arrived in Venice, and right away I was in awe.  There is something magical about Venice – it really feels like a completely different world.  There are no cars and where there should be a main street bustling with traffic and vendors and stores, there is the Grand Canal: bustling in it’s own way with vaporettos (water buses), gondaliers and water taxis.

Here are some photos of the Grand Canal, taken from the bridges that cross it, as well as the vaporettos:

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