Originally, I was attempting to write this little update in the lounge of our hostel in Padova so Suz & I could double post for double the fun. Unfortunately for my creative juices, however, a traveling madrigal choir chose to descend upon our cozy haven of free wifi and join together in song until my secret fantasy of dropping out of college to join a HS Glee Club was effectively quelched. (I guess I have that much to thank them for…) So here it goes, a few days later.
Anyways, Venice, to me, in one word: surreal. By that I mean that it took me an embarrassingly long time to conceptualize that it was actually a city, not some large scale Disney World ride specifically designed for couples on their honeymoons. However, when a half hour or so had passed and the masks lining the street-side windows still hadn’t broken into an Italian rendition of “It’s a small world after all,” I began to wrap my mind around the fact that Venice was, in fact, Real Life. That is, Real Life equipped with real people living & working & trying to make a quick buck off unsuspecting tourists who niaviely assume that just because a hotel bears the name “Centrale” it will be located smack dab in the center of the city. (Ahem. It’s cool guys, that’s what European public transportation is for…)
Venetian Gondola Ride:
It’s super cool and not touristy at all to try and match your Gondolier!!
My impression of Padova was that it was a lot like a larger, more-touristy version of Modena in terms of architecture, sights to see, shops, etc.
Now that it’s back to the lab again (a la Eminem) at our home-base, we’ve been busy rehydrating the tardigrades that we put in the Mars simulator at the University of Padova…and from the looks of it some of them are still alive! This means some of our tardis survived having been fully exposed to martian conditions, i.e. they hypothetically have the capacity to effectively function as martians (at least for a few hours), i.e. they are total ballers. We’re proud of our little water bears.
For now, we’ve got a few more hours at the lab, and then we’ll be off to continue our now-daily ritual of visiting the oversized public trampoline (which I swear has at least 5 times the elasticity of any American trampoline I’ve ever been on.)
…and we’ll bounce…
& vita è buona.