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Friday, June 26, 2015

Day 12 - OAM - Wednesday, 17 June 2015 - Seefeld, Austria to Venice, Italy

This was going to be one of the longest and most brutal days of the tour (the other would be our departure day). Breakfast was at 4:45 am and we headed off to Venice at about 5:30 am. We reached the Isla del Tronchetto at around 11 am and were given bag lunches which reminded me of elementary school. As the other buses showed up, we finally boarded a Vaporetto headed for the Piazza San Marco after lining up in twos to board the boat. The weather turned out to be pretty nice – very little rain and about mid 70's F with a nice breeze.









The vaporetto ride was only about 20 minutes and when we got to Venice, each bus met up with its own tour guide and were given ear pieces and a receiver so we could hear what our tour guide was saying. 




Our tour guide led us down narrow streets and pointed out interesting things along the way, took us over bridges (“crossing the street”), walked us through the Basilica di San Marco where the choir would be singing later. Surprisingly, part of the piazza near the basilica was flooded as were some parts inside the basilica but our tour guide pointed out that this happened all the time.  




Our last stop on our tour was at the glass shop where we were taken in by bus and watched a bit of a demonstration where a master glass blower made a couple of pieces to us the technique used then we were taken into a show room where the sales pitch was given. We didn't end up buying anything in the glass shop but the pieces were beautiful and very expensive.



We wandered back to the Piazza San Marco and decided to have lunch at the Gran Caffe Chioggia right on the Piazza. We had hideously expensive pizza, espresso, ham/cheese sandwich, and ice cream sundae with limoncello – the total was over 70 Euros (10 Euros just for a small cup of espresso and 14 Euros for the ice cream!). I figured about 30% of that bill was the food and the rest was for the view/ambiance.





lemon gelato with limoncello
Amina and I went to the nearby gelato stand and I ordered a scoop of black cherry gelato. When he handed it to me and I took a taste, I realized that he didn't give me the right scoop so asked him for the cherry gelato instead. He took my cone back and, to my utter amazement (and to the other customers as well), he dumped the gelato (the one I had tasted) back into the carton and plopped a scoop of cherry gelato on my cone instead. The gelato at this stand was much more reasonable – 2 Euros for a scoop.



We walked back to the Basilica while finishing our gelato. The choir, as well as the choir parents, were invited to enter through a back entrance but the other Ambassadors were invited to get in the long line into the basilica to catch the performance. Unfortunately, most of the other ambassadors got into the basilica just at the tail end of the choir's performance.

This was one of the highlights of the entire trip for me. Seeing Amina and the other choir members singing in this beautiful, old, and famous basilica sent shivers up my back – just considering what an honor it was for them to get to do this. They only sang 2 songs  (recorded sound only with my iPhone since cameras were not allowed in the basilica) – another “sing and run” sort of deal – but the sound was amazing and the OAM director had them pause and savor the moment, look around, and realize what they were doing and where.


We had just a little bit more “free time” so we walked out to the area with all the souvenir stands and found our magnets and stickers. After lining up 2 by 2 again, we made our way back to the Vaporettos (crossing over a couple of bridges – I didn't remember having walked out this far from where we first arrived), and we were whisked back to the Isla del Tronchetto where our buses were waiting for us. 



 We arrived back in Seefeld around 10:30 pm where a nice local couple named Maria and Martin opened their brat stand just for the OAM returning from Venice. It was a great bedtime snack since we hadn't had any dinner since leaving Venice. Even as I was done with my brat and falling asleep, I could still hear the kids who were still waiting in line getting their bratwurst.  




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