We were suppose to fly back to America on the 11th, but when it came to booking our flight, there was not enough room for everyone so we were all rewarded with an extra free day. At this point of the trip, I was ready to spend my last day in Venice and get back to my normal life in California. Six of us hopped on the 8:30 fast train and we took off to Venice for the day. We were all starving when we arrived so we found a café and started our day off with some food and of course prosecco. We spent hours touring the city and stopping at every mask shop in sight. It is really interesting being in a city built on water. Canals surround the cobblestone pathways and it was neat to see everyone commute by boats. I truly fell in love with the architecture when we arrived at the San Marco’s square. My favorite building was the Basilica. Honestly pictures don’t do justice so I guess you will have to go to Italy to see how gorgeous it is. After watching crazy people play with the pigeons and looking at all the buildings, it was time to do some more last minute shopping. We finally found presents for friends and family back at home and we had a few more hours to spare, so our next mission was to drink wine. We found this awesome wine shop filled with wine kegs. You can either bring in an empty water bottle or pay .50 cents for a giant bottle and the shop owner will fill them up with any wine in the shop. We got four bottles of prosecco and watched the sunset as we looked back on our trip. When we arrived back in Florence, I was super exhausted so I bailed on the last group dinner. I found Regina in the lobby and we went to a near by restaurant and enjoyed our last meals and the company. I had a lot of packing to do but all I wanted to do was sleep. I was able to get up early and shove all my clothes, wine and presents into three suitcases. I was really sad to leave Italy, but I was ready to be back in California.
We took off for the airport around 7am and we had to say our good-byes to Linda and Raul. I wasn’t feeling too good but I figured I was just overly tired and I could shake it off by the time we arrive in San Francisco. I was excited to get there because my boyfriend was meeting me in the airport so we could spend a fun night in the city. Sad to say, I came down with a horrible flu on the long flight back and I was feeling beyond miserable when we landed on California ground. Of course I hated life, but I am so lucky I didn’t get sick during my trip.






















































