We left Lucca in the morning, after a beautiful breakfast on the patio in the lovely Tuscan sun. We stopped for lunch at a small town which, luckily, had a store open on Easter Sunday where we could buy a picnic lunch. 
We drove to Venice, already a tourist melee in the shoulder season. It’s beautiful and overwhelming and kitsch and genuine all at once. Ria is in heaven. Our apartment is funky, off a tiny alley near several main sites. We’ve started laundry (finally!) and we’re off to find dinner. So far the trip is going exactly as planned, and Ria is a delightful travel companion.
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