Day 9

A picture I’ve wanted to see for years now. The little boy that looked at travel magazines and took mental screenshots as he read blogs. This was always close to the top of my bucket list, this exact spot, and it’s fun to put a checkmark through it. And, I’ll have to say, it was everything I dreamed of. Standing on top of the arched wooden bridge, boat motors and happy chatter surrounding us. Wait a minute though, let’s back up.

We couldn’t get 30 minutes down the road this morning before wanting some breakfast. We ordered what the menu read as American pancakes, they came out as pancakes with egg salad and cream cheese between them. Quite unique, the menus here definitely keep us guessing.

There is actually a bridge that connects the mainland to this antique. So you park and then walk down alleyways that are three ft. Wide and three stories tall, until you come to stone bridges that cover blue water canals with shiny black gondolas slicing through beneath you. We had to haggle with a few boys in black and white stripped shirts topped by straw hats with ribbons tied around them. We finally find a man with a sleek little boat that wanted to bring us to the picture we showed him. The boat was obviously part of the bucket list. It looked close to these ones.

Ate seafood here. Across from this gorgeous building.

And of course they have to put this kind of Malarky right on the route you walk back on. They’re frustrating that way.