This Super Long Blog Posting Brought To You By: "37 Degrees Outside, 16 Degrees Inside."

Before I begin this post, let me show you something I forgot to add to the last one. Here's the shower head in the Salle Noir. Massive. To give you perspective, I took a picture of my reflection from inside the shower stall.


So, we loved and left Venice. Our water taxi picked us up and we made the 30 minute journey down a "sea freeway" to the airport. Here are some pictures of us in the boat, one of our driver, and another another passing taxi that looks identical to the boat that we were in.


Here's a picture taken to give you an idea of what the "highway" looks like. It was amazing... there was a certain order to it. There were wooden posts every so often and the boats did not venture outside of them, even if there was traffic.


We arrived at the airport three hours before our flight (One guess who wanted us there so early... and I'll give you a hint. The answer isn't Jess). When we arrived, we realized that we couldn't even check in for an hour. Awesome. I love waiting in airports. Now that we were there, we thought we'd switch it up and do something out of character, like have a glass of wine or two while we were waiting. Once the hour had passed, we checked in, went through customs, and found a bar on the other side. We sat there for awhile and tried to get online but realized we had to buy Wi-fi time at the airport, so Ryan went for a walk. Once he returned, he told me to finish my beer. He had found a really cool wine bar! Anyway, moral of the story is that one shouldn't show up too early at the airport with no form of entertainment. We were scared that our faces were going to end up on an Italian episode of 'Airplane' like Grandma Mary:


Our flight was a nightmare. We left 45 minutes late, got bussed to the runway to get to our plane, had to wait on the runway (unairconditioned) for the second bus with the other half of the passengers, flew to Naples with screaming children, and then waited for our luggage for 45 minutes. It was gross... but we eventually made it out of the airport into an air-conditioned car and could relax for the hour and fifteen minute drive to Positano.

It was worth all the hassle (and I say hassle very loosely... poor us, I know...). We got into Positano at about 7:30 p.m. Here is the same picture of where we are staying, one at night and one the next morning.


And... (drumroll)... here is our hotel room at the Eden Roc Hotel. GIGANTIC, though I can't say much about the interior decorating. I would describe it as... "Grandma Magee Chic." If I didn't know any better, I would say that she not only designed the interiors, but called my other Grandma and got her to sell some of the velvet paintings from her basement. One of the best features is the private hot tub on the private balcony. Combined with the view that we have (pictured below), there is almost no reason to leave the room (well, size, a hot tub which is easily cooled, and the fact that the room is 16 degrees celsius when it is 34 degrees outside).



O.k... that's enough of the hotel. Can you tell that I'm excited? Grandma's livingroom or not, it's a pretty sweet pad. Now, here's picture for all of you who don't believe me when I tell you that Ryan is a supreme planner. The picture below is him planning dinner reservations... DINNER RESERVATIONS. Notice the previously researched and printed out, bound binder of previously researched possibilities. You wouldn't think it would be such a big deal for someone who's favorite restaurant is White Spot (for my American friends, think of a mixture of In 'N Out and ghetto family dining... IHOPish).


Here are a couple of extra pictures:


And finally... we have been finding it very difficult to decide on what to bring you all as a souvenier from our travels so we've decided to let you choose. Look at the picture below... I know it will be hard to make a decision and you'll want them all, but choose ONE thing. If you're really having trouble, there are also some beautiful snow globes and hand-painted wine bottles that we can send pictures of.