Premonition

6aa682676568f4872e102e97c14d17a6So I had a very weird premonition a couple of times when I was getting into my car this week.  I thought I was going to get hit from behind by a car.  And so what happened on Wednesday?

My car got rear ended.

Not sure how or why I get this feeling, but my sixth sense is pretty good.  For example, I know when I’m going to win something (T.V., Bingo, sunglasses, slot machines).  And once I even knew that my house was going to blow up soon after I bought it (I had visions when I backed up my car that my house was going to explode). That happened after my crazy father decided to bang on my furnace “to see if the pipe was metal?”.  Its a long story and involved 3 foot flames emancipating from my furnace.

Anyhow I called a real furnace man to inspect it soon after getting repeated premonitions that my house was going to explode and you know what he said to me as he was shaking his head?  You are one lucky lady.  The pipe was dislodged and gas was leaking.  “What does that mean?”, I asked.   “Just that your house would have blown up and so would your neighbours.”  Lovely.  Thanks dad for tinkering with my furnace.

Maybe I shouldn’t have driven when I had that sensation that I was going to get into an accident.  Sigh.

I was attempting to make a turn right and BANG I got hit by a white car.  I put on my hazard signals and got out of my car.  I asked the woman if she was alright.  She seemed distraught.  She told me she was awfully sorry and that her mother was in the hospital and she was going there right now to see her.  My bumper didn’t seem too bad and the trunk had a dent in it.  I went to see if the trunk still opened and closed.  It did.  So I told the woman not to worry about it.  My car was old and I needed a new one anyway.  She insisted I take down her drivers license and information.  I told her I wasn’t going to do anything with it anyway and she gave me a hug.  Hope she pays it forward.

I took my car to my mechanic today.  He told me that I’d need $400 to fix the trunk and another $400 for the bumper.  My car is only worth about $2000 so I said forget it. Wasn’t worth it.  As long as it still drives me to my next adventure, I was okay with it!

And my next adventure begins TOMORROW!  Hurray!

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Results are In

Thursday April 28

imageIt’s rainy again. I’m back at the clinic. This morning I had my lampadina. Feeling great. Lots of energy.

WisteriaMary and I spent the evening at the Caracalla Spa. It was way less crowded than in the day time. I’ve been trying to convince her to go to Friederichbach spa with me (only women on Thursday), but I’m not sure she is going for it!  No clothes allowed.

imageThis morning I had 2 shots in the butt (stem cells) and ozone therapy. My vein collapsed 1/2 way through the ozone treatment and Mariann asked me if I was Catholic. I said, “Why? Are you going to give me my last rites?  She said, “No, if you are Jehovahs Witness we can’t restart the IV in the other arm”.

imageSo we had to call Dr Sommer to try to get another IV deep in a vein in my other arm (which I’m not really suppose to use because I have no lymph nodes there due to a mastectomy). It worked. I’m now having Vitamin B17 (amygdalin) and C therapy.

imageI told NDr Christina I had a vegan chocolate bar for her, but only if she got the IV in my arm right the first time. She was unhappy my vein collapsed. She really wanted the chocolate bar (luckily I had 2 chocolate bars in my purse, one for her and one for Dr Sommer too).

imageAt least I didn’t have to get stabbed nine times in one day like last week. The big bruise on my hand has gone away after using some type of wound healing cream called Traumeel. It works so well, I bought it at a pharmacy so I could use it at home.

imageSo I got my test results on Tuesday. Everything appears good at this time. My energy is up. My brain/hypothalamus is now working, however my pituitary gland is still struggling a bit. The cancer is dormant. My immune system is operating at 80%. And I need to detox (it’s at 38%, down from 45% when I came). So I’m getting some medicine to take home with me to help me with that, plus injections because my lymph node system is not up to snuff either.  Otherwise, I think I’m doing really well.

imageDon’t think I’m going to tell my oncologist I’m here in Germany again. I don’t need the added stress. Dr Sommer told me it would not be necessary to get tested at home for another 6-9 months. That’s good enough for me.

image image imageI’m suppose to be arriving in Canada on Saturday night, but apparently some of the airport workers are on strike yesterday and today. Good thing I have insurance! They may be footing the bill for food and accommodations if I need to stay longer!
imageAfter my treatment tomorrow morning, Mary is making me breakfast and then we are heading to Frankfurt.  I went to pick up the rental car on the side of the road near a castle where our apartment landlord said it was free.  Well guess what?  It wasn’t free. I got not one but two parking tickets.  Mary said it was too bad I have to come back, otherwise we could just not pay them!

On the bright side, at least they didn’t tow us.  I would have had to phone up the rental car company and tell them it was stolen and a darn good thing I paid $600 extra for car insurance!

Finally got to see the Baden Baden Roman Ruins yesterday.  See pics below.  This is where Roman Soldiers set up shop to recuperate in the healing thermal waters.

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Neuschwanstein Castle Week-End

Tuesday, April 26

imageWhy is it always raining here? We had good weather last week, but this week doesn’t look so hot.

Currently having ozone IV, detox IV and, of course, I had my daily lampadina earlier this morning. They cranked up the heat and now I’m getting a tan! I knew I should have gone to Cuba or Florida in the winter. I need those feel good sunshine rays.

imageOn the week end Mary and I decided to go to Linderhof Castle (where Ludwig lived until his castle was built). But we didn’t make it there. There was a sign on the road. I thought it meant it was closed, but Mary said, who cares, let’s go around it. She was driving and it didn’t matter to me.

imageThe GPS said we were 24 kms away. So we threw caution in the wind and went for it. The scenery was really beautiful and Mary was loving it. We saw the Bavarian alps behind a gorgeous emerald lake. I felt like I was in British Columbia again. At 21 km, we came to an abrupt halt. We could drive no longer. There was a baracade. Nuts. Back we went, another 21 kms.

Arrived at a gas station. The young girl told us the only way to Linderhof was to go around the entire lake which would take about an hour. It was already 3:30 and we figured we probably wouldn’t get there before it closed. What a disappointment.

imageWe rerouted the GPS to Villa Toscana in Fussen where we ate at a very cool medieval type restaurant equipped with honey wine in ale horns. Delicious! I know the guy in the lampadina machine said not to have any alcohol, but I had to do it. He also said not to bath and put creams on, but I kind of had a shower with gel and shampoo/conditioner ’cause I wasn’t too clear on that.

imageThe next day we went directly to Neuschwanstein hoping to beat the crowds there. Imagine our surprise when we looked out the next morning to see snow! Wasn’t expecting that.

imageWalt Disney modelled his castle in Disneyland after visiting Neuschwanstein. I think Ludwig was only 17 years old when he became King. He was a bit of a recluse and didn’t like servants hovering over him, so he had a table built on some sort of a pulley system where it would disappear down a floor to the kitchen, food would be placed on it by the servants, and up it went back to the dining hall for him to eat.

 

imageLudwig was betrothed to a princess from Austria but he called it off after 9 months. That didn’t sit well with the people who were expecting an heir. They were also not happy that all their King was interested in was building elaborate fairytale castles rather than govern public affairs. It didn’t help that he was gay. So the people protested and tried to have him committed. He had a brother named Otto who was a whack job and was deemed mentally ill. That certainly didn’t help. Inbreeding? Ludwig and his psychiatrist were discovered dead in a nearby lake. Both drowned under mysterious circumstances.

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imageOnly 10 rooms out of 104 were finished and opened to the public which is really too bad.  It would have been very interesting to see what Ludwig had visioned for the rest of his castle.  The views from the upper floors were spectacular.  Unfortunately, you couldn’t take photos inside the castle.

 

 

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imageMary decided the best way down was via horse and carriage. I wholeheartedly agreed, so off we went!

 

Those horses sure could have used some diapers!  It was everywhere!

A woman recommended we eat at a nearby restaurant after she heard us talking about where we should go to eat.  She said a nearby restaurant made a goulash soup that was the best she ever had. I ordered it and I say it was disgusting. And our waitress was slow and rude (no tip for her).  Mary had the sausages with mash potatoes which I’m not allowed to eat (pork= too many free radicals).  Why is it that when I’m with someone their food is always better than mine? She ordered wine.  I was jealous until I saw there was Gluhwein on the menu and then my eyes just  lite up with joy.  Too bad that the man in the lampadina machine said I wasn’t suppose to have wine!  Sometimes, you just have to live on the edge!  Christmas fruity hot wine! Yum! I was so excited. That was the best part of my meal!

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We then meandered off to Hohenschwagau Castle which was Ludwig’s Parents summer home. It was a beaut. Can’t take pics inside there either.  Just outside.

It was really cold over there and we went shopping briefly so I could buy some warmer clothes.

Mary and I flew home at 200 km/hr and it wasn’t me driving either!

Here are some great hats I tried on earlier in the day.

Una vaca espanole (for Biagia), a beer hat and a Viking one too!

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Day 6 Road Closed! Grrrr!

Today is Saturday which means a short day at the clinic for treatment.  Hooray!

imageEichotherm  (lampadina),  and four injections in the ass.  My hand is not looking very food after the dismal day I had with IVs the other day.

 

Mary and I planned to go visit Ludwigs Castles near Munich.  We were almost at Linderhof  when we came across a sign.  I thought it said road closed, but I don’t read German, so what do I know?  The GPS said to go that way, so why not?  How else were we going to get there?  It said we had 24 more Kms to go. Mary drove around the sign and off we went.  The scenery was spectacular.  The water was greeny.  I felt like I was in BC again, but the Bavarian mountains have taller peaks.

We were 21 Kms in without any problems until we saw this sign!  Anybody read German?  Grrr!  Had to turn around and go back….just when we were 3 km away from Linderhof!

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Guessing there was a rock Avalanche on the road.  We went to a gas station and asked for another route to get there.  Turns out we have to go around an entire lake and enter from the other side of where we were.  Our GPS is useless when there are road closures.  It won’t tell us another way to get to our destination.

We didn’t have enough time to drive all the way around the lake because it was 3:30 and the place closed at 4:00.  So we are hoping to get an early start tomorrow at Neushwanstein Castle first and also his fathers castle down the road ( Hollenzollen or something like that) from there and then try to get to Linderhof again.

We booked into a hotel called Villa Toscana in Fussen for the night and went into town.  Ended up at a restaurant the served its clients Medieval Style.  Had a honey wine served in an ale horn.  Yes I know.  The Italian man in the lampadina machine said no alcohol, but I couldn’t resist when Mary let me try hers.  It was soooo good and reminded me of Gluhwein at Christmastime!

Pics of of the town.

 

Pictures in our hotel.

Decided to to try the sauna after dinner.  Didn’t stay there long as I think my skin was burning.  Smelled weird after the lamp treatment and the sauna.  Liked crispy burning flesh.  Had a cold shower to even out the temperature of my body.  Ciao!image.jpeg

Day 5 Heidelberg

Day 5 Heidelberg

imageToday was my short day. Lampadina, 4 injections and a colon hydrotherapy and then I was FREE! Hooray! Off we went to one of my favourite places in Germany…Heidelberg.

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It’s just so breathtakingly beautiful. The ruins of a old castle which was bombed by France.

 

 

imageWe took the funicular to the very top. It was a bit overcast, so the pictures aren’t that sharp. Then we went below to the castle ruins.

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I got some really cool spooky pictures too!

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I think I want to take a photography course now!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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On our way to Stuttgart, we encountered so much traffic (construction), we ended up just going back home to Baden-Baden where I made some pasta with (sp?) aili oglio (olive oil from Firenze, sundries tomatoes, hot pepper from Italy, and garlic).

Driving to some castles near Munich tomorrow.

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Day 4 Karlsrhue

Day 4 Thursday

This morning I was somewhat concerned to see that I had a little bit of a rash on both my arms. I thought I may have been reacting to an IV allergy, but Mariann told me it was just my body detoxing.

So under the lampadina (Italian word for lamp) I went again. This time I caught the words, “I advise you NOT to use creams while using this ultraviolet treatment”. Then I’m thinking, “Or you may turn green by the end of the day”. That Italian guy in the machine is making me crazy.

Today I had ozone therapy, a detox IV, and amygdalin. Christina poked me four times to get the IV started. No luck. So they had to call Dr Sommer to dig in there and get one of my deep veins. It was rough. Mariann and Christina don’t like to do it. I don’t blame them because I wouldn’t want to do it either.

So you get the guys to do the dirty work! Jam it right it there! No problem. Was done by twelve, so Mary and I decided to go to Karlsrhue to see the palace and gardens. Here’s some pics.

We were about to go to Stuttgart too, but there was a lot of traffic and the GPS kept bringing us to a “closed for maintenance road.”   Asked two young guys for help after we circled the place.  We were getting no where in a hurry. Luckily they told us an alternate route to get to the highway. It was so backed up with traffic, we figured we would be better off just going home. And that is just what we did.

We decided to eat tapas at a Spanish restaurant in Baden Baden. We ate about 9 different appetizers/tapas before we thought to take a picture of our decadent meal.  Peppers in pastery, mushrooms, pollo my croquettes (like a mortzarella cheese stick), olives,  churrasos, calamari, chorizo, etc.  Appetizer heaven. Sorry I didn’t take a pic of it.  All I can say is that it was really quite good. May have to go there again for some seafood paella.

 

Day 2 Germany- Starting Treatment

Germany, Day 2 Starting  treatment

It’s Tuesday. Visit with Dr Sommer and Mariann to find out what’s wrong with me. Liver and kidney, (probably from all the stuff I was eating in Italy) , nervous system, heart, lymphatic system, colon/intestines and there is some kind of screw up with my brain sending messages to the rest of my body.  The only good thing he said is that my resistance is good.  I’m thinking that means my immune system has gotten better.  He asked me what meds I’m taking from Canada and I told him nothing but Xgeva (to fortify my bones) and Zoladex (to stop my periods).  He seemed happy with that.  I asked him if I should keep taking Xgeva because of all the jaw bone necrosis and broken femurs that I’ve been hearing about on mets cancer sites.  He then told me I can stay off Xgeva since I’ve been on it for 4 years.  Not necessary!  No point… I read that shit can stay in your system for 10 years after you’ve taken it.

Hurray! One less shot in the stomach every month!  (4 years = 48 Xgeva shots so far).  Bloody hell!  Glad to do away with it.

image So part of my daily regiment for the next 2 weeks includes being put under a lamp (called the eichotherme) to detox, and to improve my cells and blood circulation. It also gives me Vitamin D with the good ultraviolet light. The instructions are only in German or Italian and the guy talks too fast. I keep having to flip from one side to my stomach then the other side, then 1/2 way to my back and side to side. Good thing we went to the spa yesterday cause I think the guy said don’t have a bath, smoke or drink coffee. No more caffe lattes. Sigh. More ozone treatments, B17 (amygdalin) and other b vitamins eichotherme lamp and colon hydrotherapy to get rid of toxins while I’m here.

Today I had 4 injections, ozone treatment (my own blood + ozone), amygdalin IV (took 5 times to get my IV going because my veins kept collapsing).  Ouuuuuuch!

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Last night Mary and I went to the Caracalla spa.  It was wonderful!  I love that place.  So relaxing… Thermal hot springs.  I slept well when we got home.

Had to take some fizzy alka seltzer stuff before I went to bed in preparation for tomorrow’s colon hydrotherapy.  Apparently I’m full of shit 💩and it needs to come out😚.

Just thought you’d like to know….ha ha ha.

Germany Day 1 (Diagnosis)

imageMilan to Frankfurt.  Bumpy airplane ride.  Little Lufthansa plane.  Mary ordered a German beer.  It was HUGE!  Unfortunately, we weren’t sitting next to each other.  The plane was full.

Somehow, I knew I was going to have a problem at the car rental place.
They wanted $600 more dollars for the insurance and wouldn’t take the insurance I bought at home.  Paid it and took off in my Mercedes Benz. 160 km/hr. We got to Baden-Baden pretty fast. It drives well. It was a bit rainy and cold outside.


Day 1  Diagnostic Tests

Today it’s cloudy.
Came to the Cell Vital Clinic for diagnostic  testing. Blood work, saliva, urine, photograph of eyes, prints of my hands, feet, nose, and forehead and a new test from Switzerland called Global –???—-. Dr Mariann put two gel pads on my ankles.  It sends signals to the rest of my body and took about 8 minutes. From that the computer checks oxidative stress levels in the body and indicates what areas need detoxification.

My hypothalamus was red (stress or perhaps the allergies I’m encountering here).  My neck, 3 areas in my back and my intestines and colon were orange (plus 6 of my teeth, lower fangs, and 4 molars). It was neat because it was a a 3 D shape of a body and the colon and intestines were all lite up. Guess that means I’ll be having colon hydrotherapy while I’m here. Was told I need to stay away from wheat, pork and needed to exercise.

Today I see Dr Sommer. His daughter is starting to work over here. She’s going to become a Naturopathic Dr like her father after she finishes school.  Dr Buki  Buki and his wife Simone are going to retire in June.  I’m sad about that.  He is the best at getting my veins to cooperate.  They both are currently on vacation in Indonesia, diving.

I love our apartment but we have to scale a mountain to get there.  And I’m not kidding either.  It’s on the side of a mountain near a castle (that’s where I parked the car…I hope it’s still there when I return).  I don’t know who is going to have a heart attack first, me or Mary.   We are quite the pair huffing and puffing!

Once we get to our building, we have to climb 4 flights of stairs ’cause our room is in the attic, of course. I don’t know too many people who could survive this climb, but the place is worth it if you get there.  It’s a historical building and its got a big old door in the front.

Inside the beams of the roof are everywhere which adds charm to the place … except when you forget they are there and walk into them. That’s what I did at the entrance to our place.  Not a lot of room to manoeuvre.  I keep smashing my head into the other beams of this apartment especially in my bedroom.

Went to eat at The Lanterne as the pickings were slim as to what was opened.

I start treatment tomorrow.

Milan Tour

We took a full day tour of Milan with a guide named Donnatella because we only had one day to see it all.  We were out a good 12 hours and our feet were killing us right after.

Here’s  what we did and saw:

Rode an old trolley car

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Saw Leonardo

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and his beautiful Square and buildings which is now a shopping mall.
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Then there is a cool Unicorn on the floor of Leonardo’s building. Take three turns on the shoe of the unicorn with the heel of your shoe for good luck.

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The incredible Duomo

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By the way, we learned of a rich family named the Baromeos who helped finance this church.  Thought you’d like that one Maria since that is your last name! Decendent perhaps?

More gelato

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Leonardos and Sartinis Last Supper (I would have loved to talk more about it, but I’m soooo tired, I can’t stay up any longer!)  Sorry.

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Beautiful Medieval Churches with gorgeous frescos (paintings on plaster).

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Contemporary Art shops with pics of the Queen with a nose ring and Van Gogh doing a selfie.

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The Giant Finger, strategically placed in front of the Italian Stock exchange, but is meant to signify “Love”.

Little garden
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Back at the apartment we had an appetizer (bread, cheese, salamis) with our host. One minute he was fine and talking to us the next he was disappearing and making himself a steak. I think he was manic depressive. He was getting over a two year relationship with a girlfriend.
Bumpy plane ride to Frankfurt…Mary had a German beer on the plane.  It was HUGE. I had a red wine. We aren’t sitting together unfortunately. My ears need to pop. Ouch!

Going to get our car soon!

Day 7 Venice: Gondola Ride, Here We Come!

Venice Day 7
imageYou have to check out these locks on our apartment doors. Am I missing something or is the security measures a little bit excessive?  Seven locks?

Lord help us if there is a fire in this place. I might as well jump out a window before I could figure out how to get out of this place with all these locks.

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I cut my hair before I went on this trip. This is what happens after you wash it.

Just so you know. I look like a troll.

I do not give anyone premission to take this or any other photo or written work on my blog to use for there own purposes.  I hereby claim my own copyright.

All I need is for this photo to go viral.  (Well…at least I could make some money off of it so I could travel some more and pay for my cancer treatment!).  That would be good.
imageMary booked us first class tickets on a train to Venice. We got peanuts and an orange juice for the extra bucks.

 

imageWe took a sort of hop on hop off water boat and started exploring. Our first stop was called Ca’d’Oro. The gallery was small and had the most beautiful balcony. I got some great pictures there. The light reflecting from the floor was really neat. I think Mary should get these pics of her framed!

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I think I want to take a photography course. Loved the way the light shone on the floor in all those cool patterns.

One of my favourite paintings at this place.

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We travelled on the Grand Canal again and got off at Santa Maria Della Salute (mother Mary’s Church). Salute means health. I was in the right place to say a few prayers for me, some sick friends and those who passed. The church was built in honour of the Virgin Mary for casting out the plague in Venice.

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Next on my list for sights to visit was the Punta Della Dogana. I really wanted to get this next shot for my post, but atlas it was not meant to be. Apparently the flying donkey with his head stuck in the hole of wall can only be seen after this Sunday. I’ll be in Germany by then. Disappointed I didn’t get to see the real McCoy,  but what can you do?  You must go on, despite disappointments. So for your viewing pleasure, here is a picture out of the book (Fodors 25 Best – Venice) which Bobo gave me before we left. Thank heavens for the book or I wouldn’t have found my way around Venice and I wouldn’t have known about the jackass without it. And for you, my loyal readers, here’s a pic of it from the travel book.

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We made our way to the Basilica di San Marco where we were swarmed by pigeons!  I laughed.  If my cousin Bru was here with me she would be running in the other direction screaming her head off.  After watching a scary Alfred Hitchcock movie about birds, she has a thing about black birds.

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Time to eat! Decided it would be a good idea to try some Seafood! Yum!  A white wine with a seafood platter for two and an order of Rigatoni with Gorgonzola Sauce (Mary’s new favourite cheese).

Simply Delicious!!!

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After that, I was in a rush  to fulfil a lifelong dream of mine… to take a gondola ride in Venice.
It was a rip off, but I was on a quest and I was determined.
We were the last gondola out because the weather was starting to change.

Alex, our driver, was a bit Standoffish, I think.  He wanted $80 euros ($120 cdn) for 1/2 hour.  For an extra $60, he would provide us with a commentary about the buildings (like where Galileo lived).

Forget that.  Already saw where Michelangelo lived and it wasn’t that exciting.  Galileo would have to be there alive, in person, for me to really want to pay an extra $60 bucks for it.

The sea was getting choppy and it was getting really windy.  It was hard for him to maneuvere the boat and we had to lean sideways to go through a narrow bridge.  Out gondola was elaborate (black and gold) and was used for special occasions…like people getting married.  A sunset gondola ride would have been lovely, but we had to get back on our train to get to our Florence apartment.

Wait I forgot to eat a gelato today.

It’s 9:00 p.m. Not too late to get one!  That’s on my bucket list too…one gelato every day while I’m in Italy!

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Cheers from Venice everyone!