The owners of the B&B where we were staying in Venice, had organised to meet us at a vaporeto (public transport boat) on the Grand Canal, and I'm glad she did as we would never had found the place otherwise! The "streets" in Venice are all tiny walkways and were deliberately made difficult to navigate as a defensive ploy. It works very well. If you don't have your wits about you, all the streets look the same, and one that looks like a dead end, could be a major thoroughfare!
Once at the B&B the owner, Esmeralda, sat us down and went through a session on navigating through the streets, the best sites to see, the best restaurants (not ripping off tourists) and marked it all out on a map. It was very good and helped for the rest of the stay, immensely. That night we headed out and found the Rialto Bridge, and then made our way to one of the recommended restaurants.

It must have been something similar to O-week on as a massive group of Uni aged people were wandering (stumbling) around with red shirts on seemingly on a bar crawl. It was pretty funny to watch the different stages of drunkenness go past.
The dinner was very nice and we had our first taste of Prosecco. It is a local cheap equivalent to champagne and goes down very easily, especially as it comes in 1 litre carafes.

The next morning we awoke to a nice big thunderstorm. Thinking it would probably only last a while, we put on our raincoats and headed out. Turns out we were wrong. It kept raining all day and seemed to get heavier and heavier. By the time we walked across town we were both absolutely soaked! Even though we had raincoats on, our legs were saturated and everything gradually got wet anyway.

Being the good little tourists we are, we didn't let it spoil our day and headed over to St Marco's Square where it was virtually empty as no one wanted to get wet!

We splashed around a bit in some large puddles like maniacs and everyone probably thought we were certifiable, then we headed to the Ducal/Doge's Palace.

It is a large complex and has some nicely decorated apartments, a cool armory, and after crossing the bridge of sighs, joins a nasty old prison. The prison would have been horrible, to get into the cells the doors are only about 1m high, but I guess once you were in your cell they probably didn't let you out very often!
After the palace, we walked around the streets a little, mainly to get away from the expensive square, and got some lunch. The ticket we had bought at the palace also allowed entry into a few other museums, so after lunch we headed back to the square and visited another museum (lewis carrol?). After that we decided we were probably wet enough for the moment and went back to the hotel to dry off and have a bit of a rest.
Later on we decided the best outfit to wear would be board shorts and thongs, as they dry easily, so we headed out in shorts, thongs and raincoats. We must have looked funny and I probably made it worse by saying "G'day" to people as we walked past, it just seemed like an outfit only an Aussie would think of!

We splashed around again in the rain and tried to do some shopping, but it is not very nice dripping through shops with beautiful Murano glass and nice masks. I did get some cheap ties and cuff links and even bargained 15 euro off the price, so I was happy with that.
After dinner and some more prosecco we found that the rain had finally stopped (Hurray!) and the was some blue sky. So we made the most of it (still in the boardies) and walked down to the Academia Bridge and back to St Marco's Square.

Luckily the good weather continued the next day so we got up early and went for a walk. At the Rialto bridge we decided we'd take advantage of being early and take some photo's without tourists. Seems that a photographer and model had the same thought:

It must have been the morning for models as later in the walk we saw these three!

We then caught the cheapest gondola in Venice (50 cents) which is actually just a ferry service crossing the canal.

After breakfast we caught a boat out to the islands. We skipped Murano (glass) and headed straight to Burano (lace). It is a lovely quaint little island village and they have a tradition of painting their houses in all different very bright colours.

We browsed and bought some obligatory lace, and then headed to Torcello. Apparently Torcello was actually once the most populated island in the area hundreds of years ago, now it only has a couple of houses and a massive basilica.

We also found some cute goats while we were there, which seemed to like eating anything we gave them, even if it was the same grass they were eating. Always better if someone else picks it for you!

Jo then changed her mind and we went back to the glass making island of Murano. By this time, I was a bit buggered so sat around fiddling with colour settings on the camera while Jo went shopping.

As previously advised, the prices on the island are inflated for tourists, so we didn't end up buying anything and headed back to the hotel for a bit of a rest. Later that afternoon we went to the markets to try and bargain some good prices for some glass and gifts, only to discover that, either I'm crap at bargaining (probably), or they really don't like to negotiate in general. I only got a few euro off all the purchases, but the prices were still good so it didn't matter too much.

Last night we checked into our B&B in Florence. It is fairly close to town and the owners are a lovely couple, and we were welcomed with a glass of wine, exactly what was needed after a long day traveling. The lady does cooking classes, so we are going to book one in and we can't wait.