On to Venice, where I walked to a pristine blue-and-gold room in a delightful little hotel. And I walked to the waterfront along the Giudecca and to church after church, to La Fenice, to San Marco, to the Scuola Grande I remembered from before, around the canals and shops and over the bridges, I took the vaporetto from one end to the other and I rode a traghetto across the Grand Canal. Finally, exhausted, I took the boat out to Murano and the charming Burano, and rested my feet riding back. I loved Venice, found it not too crowded in these last few days of May, especially in the hours before and after the tours were active! Decaying it may be, but its charm is still intact. You smile there.