The best way to navigate in Venice is to count on the map bridges that need to be crossed to reach a destination.
Last night we search out the Bistrot de Venzia restaurant, which is the first cross alley after nine bridges from our hotel. My navigation is flawless.
We hit a couple of art museums during the day.
Dinner is very good. These little morsels are related to crawfish.
Our hotel has a surprise garden in back. I'm sitting in it as I type since I have a bad sore throat and need a down day before we take the overnight train to Vienna tomorrow.
Reflections in a canal.
The middle-aged couple next to us at the restaurant had just been married that day. We offered them our congratulations and best wishes.
People write their names on locks and leave them on bridges. I think it symbolizes a hope that love will be eternal...
Stuff in a store window.
The piazzas in Venice have these old capped off wells...wonder how the old timers dealt with salt water intrusion?
More reflections in a shop window.