Floating

Let me just begin with WOW!!! All the other cities we have been to have been really nice, but none compare to Venice. This is by far my most favorite city. The colorfully painted buildings come up to the water and narrow rivers create a maze throughout. The little bridges and the particularly clear water make this city the most attractive yet. Although our hostel was let say one of a kind, it forced us to be up early and we got to see the sun rise on this residential island. I dragged Sarah down several dead end streets in attempt to see the other side of the island and get the full effect of the sun rise. The fisherman were untangling their nets and getting ready for the day and it let us in on the real feel of the city.

The fact that everything is central is wonderful for the sake of not getting lost (well, not getting too lost "Don’t worry Sarah, well get their eventually"), but even more wonderful is that everything is on the water. My parents will tell you that I am a water baby. I am the kid that is the first one in the water at the beach and they have to drag me out kicking at screaming at sunset. Sarah Hope will tell you that I am glowing with excitement. The steady rocking of the boat is relaxing and the crash of the waves against the docks is music to my ears. It takes all of my self control not to jump in.

The downfall of this gorgeous city is that everything has to be sent in and things are twice as expensive as Spain. Sarah and I have successfully cleaned out the peanut butter jar well enough that it no longer smells of peanuts. We request that Brandy eat an extra helping for us because for the next four weeks we won’t have any L Not that we splurged before, but we have become especially conscious of the money spent on food. Yesterday 3 euros for both of us, today 1.10 euros so far. I think I am rubbing off on Sarah Hope. I should charge her for sharing my frugality wisdom, that is, if she had any money. She comments that her mother would say it’s about time.

I think we might just find a spot in the sun and draw for a while. Tomorrow is the Guggenheim Muesum which I am especially excited about and then we are headed to Munich where I can speak the language and throw off this tourist label.

~Sarah the daughter of Kerry and Karen Miller

P.S. I am extra thankful that the sun is shinning because we have yet to see the "Umbrelli Umbrelli" men