Venice to Yourself

Jet lag awakened me at 4 a.m., denying further sleep. Things could be worse. After all, I’m in Venice, the most magical, romantic city in the world. Anxiously awaiting a day of Italian sites, culture, vino, and cuisine was like torture. Nearly a restless hour passed in my room near the Accademia Bridge, and with the dawn I decided to get out and wander around town until a café opened. But what this magnificent city was about to offer was unexpected. Venturing out into the early light on this June morning, the air was comfortable enough for shorts and...

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