In Venice...more or less. We* arrived at our lodgings and realized we had booked them on the mainland in Mestre, a 20 minute bus ride from Venice. We thought back to the night several months ago when we crowded around my laptop and spent over an hour trying to book a good hostel in Venice, and wondered how on earth we managed to not even book IN Venice.
At first we were both so annoyed we decided to try to find a Venice hostel to stay at. It quickly became clear what we had been thinking when we booked this place: that a Venice hostel in our price range appears to come with few amenities, shady hostel owners who have fights in the hallways, and a notable threat of bedbugs. Months ago, a hotel in Mestre was pretty appealing. Of course, nothing is appealing in 33 degree heat when all you want is to make a quick excursion to a museum and then scoot back to the hostel for a siesta, and the museum you want to go to is across the Mediterranean (a bit).
However, in the end we decided to take a 20 minute bus ride and a clean, private hotel room over the sketchtastic options we had in Venice proper (plus the very steep fee to cancel our mestre stay).
so here we are in Mestre!
*"we" now refers to R and me; A left us this morning to be reunited with her husband.
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