Breakfast this morning consisted of half a pack of cookies and 2 cups of coffee, needless to say after a 2 hour plane ride, followed by one hour finding our hostel, then forty five minuets commute into Venice, followed by a half hour search for a place to eat we were very parched, very hot, and very hungry. We wandered into what seemed like the only place that was open and ordered 3 beers. Berkley was pretty silly after her first sip. After we had almost finished our entire beers out pizza came, it was tasty but I had high hopes for italian pizza. I don’t have photos of them but we did end up having better pizza in Venice.
