Our last day was by far the coldest day. Gray, overcast, cloudy, and even rainy as we approached the airport. Although it was cold outside today, we had been really lucky to have the sun shining all the other days during our trip. The sun really makes a difference no matter how cold it is.
We saved Piazza San Marco, the Basilica, and Doge's Palace for our last day even though we had walked through it and passed it many times before. It was right next to us so impossible to avoid.
Pigeons provide endless entertainment for my girls. Loads of pigeons in plazas; so European, huh? And pigeons in Europe are not scared of people. They are so accustomed to being fed by humans that they will go for it to snatch it from you. Same with the squirrels here too actually.
Natalie tries tirelessly everytime to catch one in her hands, but after no success from a 2 year old she has once not only stepped on one forcefully but pinned it to the ground hard and long! Poor bird. We teach animal cruelty in this house.
Our little stinker also likes to run. Run, run, run, non-stop. Can you imagine what she does to her mommy in busy European cities? Gives me mini heartattacks along the way. Runs all through London, licking light posts along the way, all through Barcelona, all through Edinburgh, weaving in and out of crowds of people, all through Paris, run, run, run, with her brown curls bouncing everywhere. And now Venice. And she knows she is being cheeky by running away from us as fast as she can. See?!
Last minute we decided to go to the top of the Campanile tower before heading back home. It was no Eiffel Tower, but it was still neat to see a bird's eye point of view of the city.
On the plane ride home Marisa turned to me and said, "Mom, I miss Italy." Me too. Me too...