This is the centre of Venice - Piazza San Marco. During the day, people play with the pigeons (there are hundreds of them) - don't they know they are the avian version of rats? At night, the Piazza turns into a magical spot all lit up with different types of bands playing outside at the several bars and restaurants lining the Piazza.
On our first night, Bill and I go for a walk in the backstreets of Venice and stop in one of the many charming bars one can find here and there along the way to have a glass (or two) of grappa. They say you have to get lost in Venice so of course, we did on the way back. We were so happy to find ourselves back in Piazza San Marco and so charmed by the musicians playing there that we decided to have a glass of wine before going back to our hotel a block away. As we approached the doors of our hotel, Bill noticed that his "man-purse" was missing and he said he thought he left it at the bar where we had grappa. Oh dear! Well, we tried finding that bar for about an hour, but as you might guess, without success. We had a tour of the Venetian Hills planned for the next day, but I said "let's take a pass on the tour and go to the police in the morning and report the loss". Everything was in the bag (except passports, thank God) credit cards, money, camera, etc. Needless to say we had somewhat of a sleepless night and were out the door early in the morning. As we passed through Piazza San Marco, I said "Why don't we stop at the bar where we had the glass of wine? Maybe you left your bag on the ground next to your chair?" So we went in and asked the lady if a black bag had been found. She went upstairs and came back holding Bill's bag! What a surprise - we thanked her profusely. Imagine, nothing missing. The rest of our stay in Venice was wonderful.
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