Alert–the following post is not about biking in the Dolomites!
Both 2015 and 2016, I flew in a day early. By arriving some time on Thursday, I had all of Friday to start the process of acclimating to the time zone, and to shake out the effects of trans-Atlantic travel. Then Saturday, mean people would start flogging me up steep hills 😦
Which is a story for future posts.
Walking around in daylight and fresh air is the best way for me to try to convince myself that 3AM at home really is a perfectly reasonable time to be awake and eating lunch. How fortunate then, that I was spending the day in the ultimate pedestrian city, Venice.
Seriously–no cars, despite jet lag-induced idiocy can only get so lost because it’s a small island-perfect!
When I visited a couple museums in 2015, I brilliantly left my camera in my bag at the bag check both times. And then instantly regretted it. I’m blaming the jet lag. But at least I didn’t make the same mistake two years in a row. Rather than photograph the best, most important pieces, I mostly took pictures of the things that tickled my funny bone, with a couple goes at an “arty” shot. Old stuff is from the Galleria dell’Accademia, modern stuff from the Peggy Guggenheim Collection.
So with no further ado:
There are more photos in my Venice album here. I promise that the next post will have actual cycling content!