Month: October 2017

Venice – Peyton

This week, we are in a city called Dolo, right next to Venice. Dad is running his first Marathon on Sunday, so we will be watching him finish that.

On Wednesday, for Mom’s birthday, we went into Venice and did all kinds of stuff there. I wasn’t a huge fan of the city, but it was still cool to be able to see. We got there at around eleven, and we walked across a bridge over the canal grandé (grand canal). We walked about a mile (unfortunately, Dad stepped on dog poop) to get to a restaurant, where I thought the food was decent, but not great, other than my pasta, which was good.

After we left the restaurant, we walked along the pier, then exited through an alleyway to where all the really touristy stuff was. We walked into a church. We sat down there for a few minutes, then got up and walked away.

We got gelato, then wandered around for a little while, until we decided to get on the water bus and go down the canal, to San Marco church. There were a lot of people there, so we sat down at a fancy restaurant and got macaroons, a French treat shaped as a circle. The view was amazing.

We walked back the way we came, and got on the gondola. I thought the gondola was kind of boring, and we just went through the alleys, so we didn’t see much. Liam really needed to use the bathroom, and he got really angry, so he just went on the wall somewhere. We walked back over the first bridge we went on, and went back home.

VENICE – Reagan

Two days ago my family and I were in venice for my mom’s birthday. I’ll tell you what we did… first we got in the car to go to the train station. Then, we got on the train for about twenty five minutes. Next, my family and I got off the train and began our journey!!!!

So, then we walked and walked and walked. Since we had woken up early to go to Venice and had NO food we were SUPER hungry. So my dad  had looked at restaurants the night before and he found one and we went there. GUESS what WE had from the menu!!! Here I’ll tell you.. we had  a FULL three course lunch!!!! We were so full after all that food.

Then we paid and left then we kept walking for many hours and found a guy that had painted many pictures of gondolas on the water. They were so pretty we even got one! Next, we found a BEAUTIFUL church that had a Huge painting on the ceiling and many beside it. We sat on the benches and stared for a while then all of us walked out of the wonderful building

After that, we found a place with gelato and my siblings and I got some. My sister Kaitlyn got chocolate, my brother Liam got strawberry cheesecake, my older brother Peyton got hazelnut and lastly I got dulce de leché. Next, we got on a water bus, which is pretty much just a boat on water. Then we got off and found a fancy place with macaroons and we sat there for about 20- 30 minutes then we left.

After we left my family and I got back on the water bus and walked. Filially, we found a gondola and got on one, it was 100 euros. Anyways it was a beautiful ride and the 100 euros I thought was worth it! Lastly we got off and walked back to the train station, where we got on and left.

My favorite part was the gondola ride because of its prettiness. And my least favorite part was all the walking but I was ok. It was a Great day!! My family and I had LOTS of fun!!!!!!! 🙂


So–one wouldn’t think that such a small thing as keys would be so important…or maybe they would? They are very handy when you need to get back into your home…but what about getting out?

The house we are staying in has a sort of double entry system. One key gets you into the entryway and the next key gets you into the hallway leading up the stairs and into our flat. Five of our family was waiting down in the entryway for our eldest son and as he shuts the door to the hallway into our flat I hear my youngest son ask my husband if he can unlock the door from the entryway to the street. It was like a slow-motion movie as I watch my eldest son shut the door to the stairs, hear my husband say, “I don’t have the keys” and I know I do not have the keys.

My husband looks at me and I say, “I thought you grabbed the keys.” To which he replies again, “I do not have the keys.” So, I think this is ok. I will just message our host saying we cannot get back into our flat, we’ll head out the door and go to Venice and wait to hear from our host. As I reach for the door to the outside, my husband says, “That’s locked.”  It now dawns on me that we are stuck…in the entryway of our flat. There’s no way in or out. No bathrooms and it’s 10:00am and we haven’t had breakfast and it’s my birthday. I immediately start imagining which corner of the room we’ll use as our bathroom and how on earth we’re going to entertain our children all day in this small little room (yeah, I can be a little over-dramatic in my head sometimes–I would never have shared what was going on in my head at that exact moment in the moment, but I sure think it’s funny now).

My husband begins to look around the tiny room for any spare set of keys that could get us out while I’m messaging our host about our predicament. I first try messaging her on the Airbnb messaging system. I wait about 10 minutes for a reply and after we hear nothing, I try texting her…but I realize that I just texted someone with a 303 area code number in the States in the middle of the night…so I’m sorry if that was you!

As my husband is looking up the country code number for Italy, I hear my youngest son come up to me and say, “Mom, hold out your hand.” Now, I’m pretty busy right now trying to figure out a way from this predicament, but I hold out my hand anyways and he hands me a small piece of cardboard paper. I look at it strangely and say, “What is this Buddy?” To which he responds, “It’s your breakfast.”

I’m completely confused at this point, to which he seems to catch on to so he says, “See? I’m eating some and now you can eat some. I’m really hungry and now we can eat some cardboard for breakfast.” He sticks out his tongue as he says this and sure enough, he’s eating cardboard.

After a few minutes, I call the host, to which I’m very grateful she answers my call, and says she’s on the way to let us out. Our rescuer arrives and we laugh and smile gratefully, saying, “Are we the first ones this has happened to?” “No,” she shakes her head. Oooh boy.

So, the lesson we learned here was always make sure someone has the keys before you leave your flat….and a nomadic life-style wouldn’t be much fun if you didn’t laugh at yourself a lot.