A somewhat bereft Annie asked mournfully last night how she was going to get to sleep without Camel to cuddle, so I gave her a small pillow from the armchair (oh, this will come back to haunt me) and told her to make believe. Her last words before going down for what's at this point nearly 12 hours of shut-eye (and counting) were "Oh Pillow, you're not Camel, but you're better than nothing."
I had planned to get us up at 8 so we could be in San Marco by 9:15 and avoid the crowds, but that plan has obviously gone by the wayside. Another beautiful day so I think we'll consider the heading across to the Palladian church on the Giudecca, perhaps a trip to Torcello, or maybe the Guggenheim. And some shopping for gifts and souvenirs!
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