Finished my morning run by by 9a.
Brought back ham and cheese croissant sandwiches for breakfast.
Rebekah and I read and talked about Psalm 1 together. (Planning to read through the Psalms together on most mornings during this trip and beyond. I have to do a better job of leading us to have times like this together!)
Had my first spaghetti in Italy for lunch! Rebekah had some fried seafood over polenta. We then walked by a place that had Chinese dumplings. I couldn’t resist. They were decent. (What was I really expecting?!)
Went to Gucci. Still considering. Haven’t pulled the trigger on anything yet!
Went on a gondola ride. I agree with a statement I heard on a documentary about Venice, “The best views in Venice are from the water.”
Came back home. Rested.
Stepped out at well past midnight for dinner. Went to a 24/7 pizza/pasta joint. I had tortellini with red sauce. Rebekah had some sort of other pasta with white. We also had our first cannoli. It wasn’t very good.
It started pouring rain. We had no jackets and were wearing sandals! In order to stall, I ordered a slice of pizza. By the time I was finished it was still pouring. We were nearly a mile away from our place! We had to go for it. Using Google maps while traveling through the maze that is the streets of Venice is quite a challenge in the pouring rain. The picture above shows how happy Rebekah was about the experience. Me on the other hand am thankful for a memory we will never forget!
Got home, showered, and didn’t go to bed until the sun rose because I finished The Authentic Swing by one of my favorite authors Steven Pressfield and started another book of his entitled, The Knowledge. He is an incredible writer!