26. Lazy Day in Venice

It started with me not setting my alarm on purpose. I'm a bad sleeper, and while I'd love to say that this trip had remedied that (you know, since it's a damn vacation), it sadly has not.

So, I got up around 10:30am, which isn't too bad. I was woken up at 7am by the other woman staying at the place riffling through the place. I'm going to post a little rant here that I put on Facebook earlier today. I don't think I can write it more clearly than I did there, so here goes:

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I was wondering what the deal was with every review I've had in AirBNB commenting on how clean I was and how orderly the place was left after I was gone.

Obviously a compliment, but all I could think was, "How else are people leaving these places? Aren't we all grown-ass people?"

Right, I peaked into a room after a woman I briefly met left this morning, and here's what I saw:

1. Banana peels on the desk

2. Open bags of her garbage

3. Bed not made and wet towels on it

4. The light left on

5. Wrappers and tickets on the floor

Then I go into the kitchen, start to use a cloth to shine up this delicious apple I'm about to eat, and what do I see under the towel? A burn straight through the table cloth and onto the table from where she sat the pot she was making food in last night... yeah.

I'm the only one left here, and I'm clearly going to have to make it clear that it wasn't me.

Who told these people that any of that was an acceptable way to be a human? 

I'd like to meet them, and slap them.

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For real though, what's this chicks deal? 

The good thing is that I saw the woman who's place it is later tonight while she was checking in another person and she didn't mention the table cloth demolition. I'll be sure to mention that I saw it when I entered the kitchen (ie. it wasn't me) when there isn't anyone else being checked in. Hardly a good first impression, a) for me to throw someone under the bus (who totally deserves to be there) or b) mention that other guests can be jerks to the new guest.

Moving on briskly, unlike my day!

Not a lot to show you here folks, it was literally just a stroll around, see what's up and eat some food kind of day. I made it to the post office, and luckily I knew a little more about the process, since the same system and company is in Rome, and as you know I manoeuvre through that like a damn dream!  lol. I bought two boxes, have filled one, but will need to get down to some serious shopping tomorrow, to fill the other! Ha! I'm sure that won't happen, so I can just split the difference, it'll cost me less in the end anyway. 

I have such love for the archway showing another scene behind it. It's very "Oprah-esque" to me.

I know this is a weird one, but look how this person has put their laundry out! It's like they follow the rainbow-rules of clothing! Not perfectly, I know, but this caught my eye and I loved it!

I had to take this giant bridge over to the other side of town to the nearest post office (no clue how I, going to carry to big boxed full of stuff across town tomorrow... but I'm sure as hell going to try!), and got this lovely shot on my way back home on a different route,

I've booked myself on a tour tomorrow to visit Murano (famous for glass), Burano (famous for lace) and Torcello (I know nothing about Torcello), so that should be fun. It's a half-day thing, so that will be nice way to fit in more than the main island that I'm on before I leave on Wednesday, and still have time to get to the post office.

I can't believe it's almost over, this whole trip. There have been ups and downs, but just one country left, and then a slight repeat in Paris, and I'm back home. I miss home. I've been feeling it lately, around the same time that I did last year on the first Europe trip I took. I think it's that I know people who know me, and that's something that your obviously missing being alone in countries that you don't speak the language of, pretty much across the world. 

My point is, I'm going to enjoy the rest of my vacation for sure, but get ready for some hugs! (for those who I've never hugged before, get ready for it to get weird!)

Off to Sleepsville, population, me!