¶ 3 Leave a comment on paragraph 3 0 All of us participate in the excitement, first to one side of the car then the other, calling each others attention to the Island city, the Adriatic with its shipping, and at our right nearly behind us the setting sun gilding the fleecy clouds, the Lagoon, and the silvery sea beside us, really a beautiful picture.
¶ 4 Leave a comment on paragraph 4 0 At 5 ½ P.M. we enter the Depot in the Island city of Venice. Marching out to the front, all expectation we find instead of cabs, the grand canal, the broadway of Venice, filled with a crowding multitude of Gondolas which at first sight seems all alike. A long, slim, canoe-shaped craft, painted black, the Keel curving so as to clear the water four or five feet from each end. In the center a windowed coupée comfortably seating four or five persons. Beginning at each end, about one quarter is decked over, the other half of the boat between being carpeted- More than half of the Gondolas on this pleasant evening had left their Coupée boxes at home. we (including the Castles) chuse [sic] two of the open ones. Lord Byron says