I’ve never been colder than when I was in Venice during Carnivale.

There, I said it. It rained and rained, and was freezing, PLUS the whole time we walked around on an inch of pulpy paper. Yuck.

While J. and I were there, we met Brazilian and Venetian students and crashed at their place.  They honestly weren’t very crazy about the city and their apartment was in horrible shape–cramped and small.  Nothing like what I was used to back in the states.  Talking to them I discovered that there was a lot of anti-American sentiments in regard to the military and our base-building near Venice.