I was talked into coming to Italy instead of going to Hungary and Czech Republic. I dont know how I am going to force myself to leave Venice. I wandered and wandered over bridges through tiny cobblestone streets. I got lost in Murano after watching a glass blower in his factory. I slept in the sun on a dock and met a futbol team from Argentina. Fresh mozzarella and tomatoes with baguette. Gelato when I got tired and hot. Its old and perfect here and the water is blue and green. Lots of people dont speak English. I like that. There are too many churches that have to be seen in Europe. Old and rich with art and icons. Cover your shoulders and catch an organ concerto if you have the time. Wine and cheese and chocolate are a stones throw away. More soon.