When in Europe the UK and Beyond: My Final Day In Italy

This morning I got up and took the water bus to Saint Marco Square. I queued in line to go on top of the Saint Marco Square's tower. After a brief wait time I made my way up to the top of the tower.

The first glimpse from atop the tower was a view of the Grand Canal and the rest of Venice in all its beauty. It was a partly cloudy day, but very good weather regardless, which made the view all the more spectacular.

I then made my way to the island of Murano, a place in Venice well known for its glass making. In order to get to Murano you had to take either the 4.1 or the 4.2 water bus. The fastest and most efficient way that a majority of people take is the 4.1. However, since the water buses run once every twenty minutes, and there is massive line of people getting no where.  I opted instead to take the 4.2 which was longer but  practically nobody was on the water bus and it was all the more enjoyable rather than be cramped in the 4.1. 

By noon I arrived at the Island of Murano. I walked around Murano and till I found an interesting place to eat. What surprised me the most was that I had expected the meal to be more if not just as expensive as Venice, but I actually got a meal for a lot of less. A full plate of pasta and a coke for only 7 Euros was the cheapest meal I had gotten in Italy.

To some extent while Venice is quite lovely within itself, I somewhat preferred the island of Murano. For one it was much smaller and quainter. Secondly there was a lot less going on and rather relaxing. Not to mention the outstanding glasswork.

They shaped glass into pretty much anything imaginable. What stood out to me the most was an Electric Guitar made out of pure glass. Its body was a light blue hue and its neck was a light brown. I was just impressed that they were able to craft such an object out of glass.

I kept walking along until I came onto a glass structure. It was a spherical structure covered in various spike liked tubes sticking out in various directions. I was not sure really how to interpret its meaning, but regardless it was still very neat.

I stopped by one of the glass making factories to watch a glass blower at his craft. The particular factory I went to was very chauvinistic. As the glass blower did his craft there was a narrator who described what the glass blower was doing. Every so often the glass blower would make a overly dramatic pause and show everyone what he was doing. Of course the audience was awe inspired. It reminded me of one of those old sitcoms people use to watch, that indicated when something was funny by inserting laughter into the background. Similarly the audience made sound effects almost in sync with any overly dramatic moment.

  

The glassblower ended up making two objects. A vase which wasn't all that impressive and then a small miniature horse.

I got a boat back to my hotel and took a short siesta. I went back out for dinner and then watched as the sunset over Italy for one last time.....