Translation; This spaghetti is delicious...
and it was, as is this lovely, intriguing city...Venice holds up to it's reputation as romantic and captivating.
Even with the bitter cold during the day (it oddly enough warmed up just a tad at night) (it was tough at times the days we were there), you still had to admire the narrow, time-worn streets enclosed by the tall buildings with hinged wooden shutters and planter boxes spilling over with greenery wishing for warmer weather. The streets wind around canals and intersect at corner bakeries, cookies and breads traditional in Italy displayed in windows, small coffee shops to order an espresso or cappuccino with no hurry at all to run off, and high end boutiques selling Italian leather goods, lingerie and murano glass bobbles and figurines.
At Piazza San Marco, or St. Mark's Square. What a beautiful plaza, the craftsmanship is remarkable.
It's the major heart of the city. The square touches the water to the Adriatic Sea and allows boats to come in.
Dave was able to join us a lot in Venice in between meetings. The girls love having their dad there for trips and I agree, he's the best to hug close when it's as cold as it's been here in Europe.
Carnivale is right around the corner, so stands street-side offer a wide variety masks for sale,
At one of the restaurants we ate at, this nice owner gave the girls these play horns. They played them the rest of the night, but they actually came in handy when it came time to find some friends who'd we'd lost in the streets. 
Big sis is strictly a spaghetti and cheese pizza eater, while each meal little sis tried something new. here she's eating octopus...which she's actually eaten a few times.
and me loves me some Peroni beer...I "tried" a couple of them...
a street shrine to honor Virgin Mary... and more pictures as we walked
next, off to Manchester...ciao bella!!
