Those 70ish Girls

In Italy – Part 2 by Valerie Halla

Venice, Italy is a city on the water, within the canals and surrounded by water. Its history is ancient and beautiful beyond words, beyond cultures and back so far in time it’s already into memories of trillions of generations.

We had, as I wrote already, a quaint Italian hotel which was an early mansion from the 1600’s yet modernized and updated yet still hanging around the past.

My gorgeous room with intricate bed headboard.

Bath with lovely tile.

Venice—

There are many little narrow streets like this that seem to close you into their arms then suddenly open into a spacious square with old churches, shops, sidewalk cafes with maybe just a few tables spilling out onto the cobblestones or a restaurant with many tables inviting people to stop for a pizza, pasta, wine or spritz.

Food and drink are everywhere and it all tastes better than you imagined.

My tour group splintered off as our tour director told us when to return to a meeting location in Venice and we went to get a bite to eat seeing this loyal dog sleeping with his leash ready outside a high end store. We all took pictures of this sweet dog. He touched our hearts.

This is just half our group saying bye to Venice and on the next day to Florence. I’m third on the left.