Today I left Boston for Milan, then a connecting train to Venice. I detest Milano Centrale where I learned that it costs money to pee, and not just money, they want correct change! Guess my Ugly American side showed through with attitude on this subject, especially when an old lady guarding the restroom finally grabbed my 1 euro coin and slammed it into her pocket and then opened the machine to let me in- but I did notice she didn't put any of my money in- I didn't care who I paid at that point.
Learned that Alitalia Airlines is*not* what it used to be! I swear I was served a paper plate of Chef Boy-ar-Dee ravioli on the way to Italy. Hideous meal, they ought to be ashamed.
Fortunately we stumbled upon Mauricello in San Stefano where I had broiled fishies, cream cake, and copius wine before stumbling back to the Bauer to bed. Nice room, overlooks a small canal where the gondolas congregate and only about a block to San Marco.
Note to Self (NTS) Avoid San Marco at all hours of daylight!
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