postcards from italy: 1st stop, venice

After what seemed like days (and come to think of it, it probably was), we managed to arrive in Italy, minus two bags and exhausted, but safe and sound. Our first stop was Venice, a place I had been warned would be dirty and smelly. Although everything there does feel a bit crooked and it seems to be sinking, I can attest that it was neither dirty nor smelly. It was, however, breathtaking in every sense of the word. One day there was not enough.