What I quickly learnt about Venice was that as beautiful as one might expect it to be, it is more so.
I met someone else on my trip who also said they smelled nothing bad about the water while they were there; in fact, it smelled of nothing at all.
So I had the following day and the next morning to get over my jetlag, although I found it interesting that this time I had no detectable jetlag as such.
I was told that after making the same trip enough times, the body adapts to some extent. When I first flew to Europe, I needed a week to feel better; this time I felt fine the very next day.
Unfortunately, Venice is being deserted, as the cost of maintaining a home, with the water perpetually eroding it's foundation has become prohibitively expensive for the locals, who are leaving at the suggested rate of 1,000 buildings per year.
Piazza San Marco. My hotel was just off to the right. Below, with my host Michele Maran.
For all my photos of Venice, visit my Dropbox folder
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