Goodbye, old woman on the Adriatic Sea

From Milan to Venice by train approximately three hours, we chose the cheapest period and trips, into three and a half hours.

Good in Venice is not good in New York, we also have patience .2003 year one morning in September, our trio, in old carriage road, shaking hands, turning a book and the city for a book that is really going to Venice.

Titles already forgotten, is the author of the last century and the city of romance.

Just remember that I read a book in one of the most vibrating shake verses: I came, I went to see you, your old bitch on the Adriatic Sea.

We laugh: how wild sentence, how wild poet.

The sun comes out, and finally saw the movie Adriatic: Venice, we are coming!

The station, water fully rendered.

Water and bridge is I like southern people are familiar with, but also so strange. Those water building mottle walls, going through countless tidal tide backward, already differencebetween original colors. Water and pestilence, gave people bring disaster and panic. Only came to St. Mark's Church, which was built in the 9th century, to the great 1073, reconstruction of the building, you can appreciate her once. Sunshine-ridden Golden, facing the sea of boldness, only here.

To find a place to live.

HOTEL a bit expensive for bargaining, the hostess's son decision took us to his residence elsewhere, not a formal business of the small hotel, in the wake of passing through a dozen Lane, across seven bridge, after around n bend, you'd better ask my last name, a bit dizzy. Fortunately, I felt the warmth of Italy men, got there, he was afraid to go out after we found back road, patiently on the map, and insisted on and we went out together, repeated nagging way, smart tag, farewell to enthusiastic Italy men, we can finally relax, wandering aimlessly.

Shore docking of vessels, was marked with TAXI or BUS.

My eyes are looking for just the Dora, legends to commemorate a plague of dead people, it never was painted black, and when it's pointed upwards in a slender figure and dressed in black and white striped sailor appear in my eyes, the atmosphere because the story and solemn. However, in fact we offer around the boatmen to 1000 RMB one hour cruise, we declined. A look at just sit at Dora the Explorer, water bus, night to save money to do a Cup.

Feel free to come ashore, we at Lane Street and small shuttles.

See the legendary bridge, fifteenth century condemned man to prison, the only way that the prisoners from the bridge of the window and see this world last time. For their short life sigh. Over time, this seemed to sigh bridge, sound in the water swing. Many people take pictures here, but very few people here. Probably do not want to take this kind of sad for my own sake.

The market, filled with merchandise shop fronts, always full of curious tourists, as if nothing could stop my footsteps, two years ago a friend of mine came here, she brings to my gorgeous mask, many people like, but I do not love.

This is the same for the mask of the demon-us strange and colorful glass products, here are to organize mask Carnival Carnival, should also be very interesting activities, Venice's trade with luxury is the most fitting, but I have always been there and luxury range, so different people on the same local interests and feelings are not the same.

I also love the alley wirelessly, a family of Windows are open, the little girl Casta me.

A chic Street lamp, a pot of flowers of the window. The most exciting thing in a no man's Alley, see the wall a colorful complete graffiti: a sea view, mermaids tour, side of the fish is happy. Saw a fly, thanks to the unknown painting was brought to my surprise and joy.

24-hour really is not long, we also is the surface of the Dragonfly across, go last glance, remembered that wild poems, wonder: who can say that Venice is not a woman, one who is vain, seeking a woman, a luxury now face failure of melatonin, the old woman inside the vicissitudes of life.

The Sun, she was a dull pain in the wet.

Goodbye, Adriatic Sea, the old woman!