It took us three and a half hours to get to the Rialto Bridge, the classic heart of Venice. The two weeks have taken their toll on our energy and we limped most of the way through the dense throng, trying to avoid the sun and frequently missing the little signs that point the way to San Marco (by the way, Google Maps is useless in Venice, the streets are just too small and crooked). Instead we end up visiting many of the little boutiques that sell jewellery, glass animals and masks of every type imaginable. There must be hundreds of these shops in Venice all filled with almost identical items. The bridge came as a huge relief: we had finally found the Grand Canal.
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