We had stayed the night prior in Prato, home of the "textile museum" in Italy, which I now wish we had had the time to tour. My sister in law is an interior designer and I strongly suspect there would have been lovely things to see there.
Alas, we only slept there, blazed through Florence and then booked it in the car onto Venice. Venice is unique. For somewhat suspect reasons, it was not on my mother's bucket list. Some friend she had had said that "the canals smell". So mom had scratched it off her list at some point and I was bound and determined to put it back on.
It had been a marvelous and miraculous city on our previous trip two years prior and it was the one place I had said "we must come back". Such amazing architecture, such lovely shops, such beautiful colors and the art glass of Murano.
But. Venice. Is. Expensive.
Hotel Huntress to the rescue. Thank you Hotel gods! We found a BOAT AND BREAKFAST!!!! A YACHT. With rooms. Each with individual bath/shower areas. The bathroom had a slatted wood floor. The sink had a shower nozzle. The "shower" was "the room". And a private toilet per room. So a "triple room" meant a double bed on bottom and a twin bunk on top.
My daughter and step daughter asked my 78 year old mother to sleep ON THE TOP BUNK. And my mother said "okay". I worried for a bit that in the middle of the night my mom would get up to go to the bathroom, step onto some necessary part of anatomy of either my daughter or stepdaughter, and that an emergency room visit would result for multiple parties. And then I decided not to worry, because, hey, that never solves any problem. Ever.
So then the miraculous occurs and one of the 20 somethings decides that the Literally, "Cabin Boy" is CUTE. Like 24 hour boyfriend cute at least. Maybe 72 hours.
As mentioned previously, we had a hard time finding the boat, and had picked up two Chinese girls who attend school here in the US who were also hunting for said boat. We ate dinner with them at the recommended restaurant. The girls all discussed plans. Their plan was to teach Cabin Boy some English and Chinese. Our smart daughter's plan was to use Google Translate to flirt.
Our girls won. He turned into a 72 hour boyfriend with Facebok connection before we had to delete him. He wanted to move to the US and have beautiful children I think. But he was sooooo pretty. *sigh*
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