I’m of the opinion that Venice, Italy can sink into the sea as quickly as it wants. I feel guilty that by spending my tourist dollars there, I might have prolonged the amount of time that the city can act as a dirty, tourist trapping maze.
I cringe as I think of that labyrinth sucking in people and spitting them out with empty wallets, oversized Louis Vuitton bags that will be eventually covered in pigeon shit. No one can escape the pox of designer stores and flying rats that infest that city.
On the other hand, it does look charming in pictures. That’s when you ignore the logistics required just to go anywhere for a decent shot.
Florence was like a crowded, more expensive version of Prague with a kick ass huge church. The art gallery was the only one with a stick up it’s ass about security though, and their lines were exaggerated. People expected too much, following the Simpson logic of “If the line’s THIS long, it’s got to be good.” It was alright.
Next up, Rome!
