I am letting go! I am letting it all go! At the moment anyway. It was good to chat with Chris alone this morning. He is going to help me worry less & I am going to help him relax more. This bodes well for things to come.
We checked into our hotel (with three beds!) at around 12.00, then went for a walk while they prepared our room. We bought some groceries, walked to the port & sat eating bread & fruit at the water's edge for 30 minutes or so while watching a great fleet of sailboats advance painstakingly slowly from the horizon. It was über calming.
Back at the hotel we each took a lengthy shower (no joke, Chris was in there for at LEAST seven minutes!) & passed out. I awoke at 20.00ish to Rosanne whispering "pizza" about three inches from my face. Strange way to come back to reality, especially when in the throes of a sex dream. Couldn't I have had ten minutes more? Chris already was up & roaming the room, ready to continue on into the evening.
It was just before dusk when we finally hit the streets on a primal hunt for food. Once again everything was already closed, a recurring phenomenon that fast was becoming a black mark on my "so far so good" impression of this country. Eventually we ran into what seemed to be the "social" corridor of the city with cafés, music & Italians drinking & toasting each other as far as the eye could see (which was about maybe twenty yards at most before hitting the side of a building). We wound up watching the sun set over the port while gorging ourselves with pizza & pasta, drinking beer & wine & topping off our bellies with profiteroles & tiramisu. Did I mention we were in
Now we are en route back to Venezia, this time with hostel reservations awaiting our arrival. The next two days will be spent there. Doing what I haven't a clue, but I'm hoping some part of it involves a beach.
And now I've gotta run, it's time to join Rosanne in an interpretive dance to Celine Dion...
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