Venezia, Day 13: “The Venice Museum.”
I had a little dilemma yesterday when heading out of Paris. I spent all day Saturday looking for a hostel online in Portofino or the Cinque Terre, and couldn’t find anything. My train reservation would be useless unless I had a place to stay, so I spontaneously decided to go to Venice… Even though I didn’t have a hostel booked there either!
The hostel, the Venice Museum, was an old mansion and was fit for a king. They only had a few rooms, and there were only 6 or 7 other people there at the time. We’re like a little family. We ate breakfast and dinner together, and went out to the pub each night to have a drink. The people I’m meeting here are just incredible, and I feel like I’ve known them forever.
The hostel, the Venice Museum, was an old mansion and was fit for a king. They only had a few rooms, and there were only 6 or 7 other people there at the time. We’re like a little family. We ate breakfast and dinner together, and went out to the pub each night to have a drink. The people I’m meeting here are just incredible, and I feel like I’ve known them forever.
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