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On day 2 I slept in a bit but then decided that I didn't want to wait (or pay for) the Camp d'Oro bus, so I caught the public bus. Somehow I got turned around and ended up at the airport, so I had to wait and catch the bus back anyway. Since I was leaving that evening for Vienna, I took my backpack with me and put it in storage at the train station. The line to do so was crazy long but it was still better than lugging that thing around.
I still made it back into Venice in good time and walked around a bit. My tour wasn't until the afternoon, so I had a bit of time to kill. I went and checked out the Santa Maria della Salute church, right on the Grand Canal. I then stopped by a local vendor, a very nice elderly fellow, and he hooked me up for lunch.
The first stop on the tour was the island of Murano. I'm sure some of you have heard of Murano glass. We were able to see the glass being made into animals, vases, and just about every other thing you can think of. We then had the opportunity to see their wares if we wanted to. The great thing was that none of us were pressured into buying anything, in fact we didn't even have to look at the wares if we didn't want to. I checked them out, but there was no way I was going to get anything home in one piece.
Back on the boat, our next stop was Burano. This island is well known for it's fishing and also it's lace. The houses are all brightly colored so that the fisherman, on their way back into town, can find their house from a distance. Many of the houses sold lace, and we were at our leisure to walk around the island, and check out the lace and houses as we wanted to.
The final stop on this tour (and there are longer ones that go to more islands) was Torcello. Torcello, once a city larger than Venice, is now nothing but ruin. On this islands sits a 1000 year old cathedral among some other ruins.
When the tour was complete, I walked back through the city (by now I had it all figured out), back to the train station where I got my backack back. It was close to the train departure time, and I was concerned that I may miss it if the line for the luggage was long. Fortunately, it was not, and I got my backpack right away. I hopped on the train, kicked back, and in the morning I would be in Vienna.