Camping on the Spit

As soon as we got service when we were leaving McCarthy our friends called and asked if we wanting to go camping in Homer. We figured we could kill two birds with one stone. We had promised our little friend, Silas, when we were in Ajo, AZ visiting them that we would walk along the beach in Homer with him while he was visiting his father. So we got home on Sunday and left again on Friday for Homer.

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Venice

We caught a boat to Venice where we met up with our local guide at St Mark’s square. We toured the Doge’s Palace which I would have thought was a home but it was where government offices were. We walked across the Bridge of Sighs which was the walk that criminals walked to prison. Venice floods regularly and that is why they have mosaics there.

 

We had planned to take a gondola ride with a couple of our chorus friends, so when they gave us free time we were off.  They were on lunch break, so we found a place for lunch. It was a great place.  It was behind the opera house, so all the opera singers would come there after an opera.  There were pictures of opera singers all over.  The people at the table next to us were from Bangladesh and it was one of their birthdays.  My small chorus, David, Sherry and Janet along with our waiter sang happy birthday to her which they all were very thankful for.

 

After a wonderful lunch we were off for our gondola ride.  We were standing in line and met two Russian girls who asked if they could share our boat.  We told them sure.  That made the 80 euro ride not bad at all when split 6 ways.