Ah....Venice.

First of all, let me apologize to everybody who is aggravated/disappointed with me for what I am writing, because apparently there are a few people. I will try and remember to talk less and be less personal.

Shall I pick up where I left off then? The concert last night was a mixed bag. It was fun, I enjoyed the idea of going to see it and that was pretty cool, but the music was honestly pretty mediocre. The players all knew how to play their respective instruments, but their interpretation of the music just seemed...off. Our professor agreed. But it was fun. Afterwards wasn't though.

I've decided I don't really like Venice. At all. It's a nice city and all, so I understand why so many people want to see it, but therein lies the problem. There are no roads, and there's no easy way to walk around the city without taking the Water Buses, which, as you can probably guess, are way overcrowded. You're standing cheek-to-cheek the whole way, and a lot of people aren't happy about it and they tell you so.
So after the concert (it's getting close to 23:00) we all have to crowd into the little water bus, which, because of all the people on it and the stops on the way back to the bus station, took us about an hour. So it wasn't until 00:00 that we got on the bus. This in itself would not have been so bad, because we're college kids and that's normal.
The reason it was annoying was as follows. Because we ran light getting back to the bus (which was technically the fault of the people in charge, who didn't know which water bus to put us on), we couldn't get a ride on the bus to Venice the next day, so we had to get up even earlier than our typical 8 AM to get to the train station on foot (over a mile away) to ride the train into Venice to ride the water bus to the Accademia Museum.
Fun.

But from there we saw the Accademia Museum, the Maria Gloriosa del Frari Church and the Peggy Guggenheim Collection. The last of them was my favorite, and it actually had a piece or two I found interesting. Once piece, called Developable Surface was a collection of 8 or so curved planes. They were all melded together to make one shape, but it was very confusing from a mathematical standpoint. It's hard to explain, so I wish they would have let us take pictures. It's a modern art collection, by the way.

But that's about it. We came back to the Hotel and Sydney, Lindsay and I went down the road for some Italian McDonalds (not worth the 8,20 Euros we payed for it at all), and then we came back to the Hotel again. Right now Carol and I have our clothes in the Laundry, it's the first time I'm doing it since we left and I really needed to. We'll have to go fetch it out at around Midnight, and then once I'm done sorting that I am going to bed and sleeping until I can't sleep any longer. Hallelujah.

I'll likely spend tomorrow writing Book 3 and (yes) preparing for my upcoming Zelda battle in the Fall. But I'll tell you all about tomorrow...tomorrow.