We do more than party

So Venice is really f-ing awesome.

Our first day we couldn't sleep and Blakeley decided to go for a run. At about 6am, she left and got really fucking lost. It's okay though because within 20 minutes she had found the couture shopping district. After ogling at some clothes, she found San Marcos square. Not a bad way to start the morning.

There are over 400 bridges in Venice. It is only 2x the size of Central Park in New York City, but way easier to get lost. To build anything, Venetians drill pine into the ground, which combined with the saltwater becomes fossilized. This becomes the foundation for all buildings. There are only 30,000 Venetians in Venice. On any given day there are about 100,000 tourists. Needless to say, Venetians don't like us much. Particularly because Americans are louder than most.

Before we moved into our apartment, we were expecting a 1 bedroom with 4 beds, a kitchen and tiny bathroom. We were pleasently surprised to find that we have 2 large bedrooms, a newly refinished bathroom and a kitchen and a huge living room. It is amazing. Pictures to come. We live in Sant'Elena, which is on the far southern end of Venice. It was built in the 1920's by Mussolini, so the streets are much wider here and there are several huge parks. It is the only green part of Venice. There are no tourists in this part of town, so we are getting a true Venetian experiance. Awesome. We've already found our favorite spot, it's a pizza place/bar/coffee shop. Pretty much everything we need. Our new best friend, the waitress, is very fond of hammer pants. As are many Italians. Don't worry, we will not come back wearing them. It makes attractive women look like they are wearing giant saggy diapers. Not a good look.

When it isn't raining, Venice is stunning, a beautiful decay. We have both fallen in love. Yesterday, we went to the top of the bell tower. From here, you can see all of Venice. It is absolutely incredible. Check Emily's Mobile Uploads.

The food is awesome. As professore said yesterday, "it's so good, you'll want to rub it all over your face." He also called Blakeley's dessert a "food orgasm." Professore also says "f-ing" a lot, so it's kind of our new word. When he gets really excited, he says "fucking." We know everyone likes gelato, but until you've had it here, you have no idea. Laura taught us which was the real gelato and what was fake. We're pretty much experts. Blakeley's favorite is banana with chocolate. Emily is undecided.

Unfortunately, school starts tomorrow. We'll learn more, which means you will too. We have about 8,000 pages of reading to do before we go see Fabio again to watch the futball game. GO ITALIA!

That's what you get for waking up in Venice.