Day 61 Murono/Burano
Monday February 4th.
I am ill and do not feel good all night and eventually am sick in the morning. I decide to stay in and the girls go to Murono and Burono – I am disappointed I was looking forward to the glass blowing.
They seem to have fun – they meet other people from the states and are back in the room by late afternoon. I am still in bed. I basically slept between trips to the bathroom and interruptions from the maids and the telephone repairman.
I think I have a bug – we all ate exactly the same thing yesterday.
We decided to stay for Fat Tuesday if at all possible. Pam arranged it and got a good deal on the room.
The girls also went to the Disco and had desert at the Rialto Bridge.
I guess Aria has been the object of many young men's attention – everyone seems to think she is much older and when she is wearing her mask it is even harder to tell. Pam and Aria were approached by a group and they asked how old Aria was – when she replied 14 they turned to Pam and asked her to remove her mask – she declined.
Carnival is pretty cool – we should try wearing masks back in the US – of course the history behind them is to hide the identities of individuals as them pursue the more hedonistic activities – and to allow people of high social standing to enter into society in anonymity. On many occasions these masks were outlawed – but the Venetians have a tendency to simply ignore rules in which they do not believe in and most rules they do not believe in.
I have sensed through various conversations that most Italians have little confidence in their government and strongly believe that corruption runs rampant.