take a boat into venice.

venice

this is where we started our lovely trip in italy.

venice in ten:

1.arrived and got completely lost; two hours lost.

2.first on the itinerary: straight to st. mark's square.

3.oredered our first margarita pizza and bought a painting from a local.

4.took a long nap. trust me, it was needed. 

5.first "real" italian dinner: 

i ordered the traditional pasta with mushrooms. lovebird ordered an italian steak. 

6.onto our first taste of authentic gelato! {grom}

7.enjoyed a {very} romantic stroll along the canals.

8.breakfast at the hotel while chatting with sweet english women.

9.last stop: the famous rialto bridge.

10.a gorgeous city; 

the atmosphere was so italian and nearly impossible to put into words. 

{the humidity was a little much, i'll admit that.}

just a taste.

here's a little taste of venice. 

i am still sorting through the ba-jillion pictures we managed to snap.

if only it was a quick and easy job to sort, edit and post pictures.

part of me has needed a vacation from my vacation. {if that makes any sense}.

i've been taking things slow:  

running errands, slowly getting back into work,

visiting with friends, laying by the pool and cleaning my home 

that seemed to have collected an inch of dust while we were gone.

{what a nice welcome home gift, right?}

so, please bare with me-

i do promise to eventually post pictures from italy. 

meanwhile, it's back to dance i go.

today is going to be ruff.

 tomorrow my muscles will be screaming.

wednesday, they will want  to kill me.

thursday they'll still be paying for the consequences 

of not me not staying in shape over the summer.

friday they may finally be used to the pain

and saturday they'll be rejoicing in a day off.

my reply to the pain will simply be:

sorry that i'm not sorry, because italy was well worth it; 

every last second of it.

life seems to suddenly be starting back up again at full force.

where did summer go?

is it really already over?

at least we have one last destination wedding to look forward too-

oh, and our anniversary too!

it's not quite over, and believe me- 

i'm holding out for every last second of summer i can get.