We arrived to Venice from Rome and were in a bit of shock. We had all seen pictures of Venice before, but we were still impressed that there were absolutely no cars in the “streets,” and that boats on canals were the main means of transportation. We hopped on a “water bus”, which is like a metro on water, and made our way to the hostel after a 45minute ride. After navigating through the tiny streets, we found our hostel, which was up 2 stories of the steepest steps we’ve ever seen inside a building. In fact, the floor board next to the stairs at one point was completely vertical. We settled in our hostel and explored the islands of Venice for the rest of the night. 
Day 2 started, and unfortunately our hostel was not serving a delicious meal of bread and sugar free cereal, so we ventured to find food. The streets are so strange, and small, the smallest we’ve seen. We found a place for pastries, and that was the best we could do. Nobody eats breakfast in Venice. I opted to go exploring, and we crossed a ridiculous number of bridges making our way up and down the islands, and over the Grand Canal. We then ventured to find another restaurant in “the book” and after I masterfully navigated us through tiny alleys, paths, and secret passageways, it was closed. No surprise there. We then had to eat next door at Peter Pan Pizza. After lunch, Brittany decided it was a good idea to feed the famous Venice pigeons, and let them climb on her. She wanted to be a pigeon person. Unfortunately, they began to scare her, so Alex took over and became a pigeon person. After we laughed a long time, we walked around Venice admiring the many churches that seemed to be on every corner. We also made our way to a park and decided to play on a play ground for a bit. Then we hung out under the shade and watched children playing soccer in the park, and on the way, saw a man walking down a path, yelling while wearing no pants whatsoever. It was strange, but it seemed like he was enjoying himself so we didn’t hold it against him. After this long day of pigeon feeding, exploring, and pant less old men spotting, we decided to have a Venetian Spritzer (Wine, liquor, and bitter mixed together) before having another pizza dinner. It was delicious. We spent the rest of the evening sitting in the square outside our hostel drinking and eating before calling it a night. The next morning we were on our way to Munich…
Above to the left is our pant less friend. Also we have new pictures up at the following:
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