Fred got us a fantastic apartment in one of those Agriturismos. This one even had a pool. And then of course in Italy there are museums....
....(where Henri got to take pictures, for example of mom and dad)...
...towns to explore...
... (where Henri got to take more pictures, this time of mom and Karl) ....
...there were images to draw ...
... fishes to fish (alright, didn't work that well with an ostrich feather)...
...and then we went to Venice to have the most expensive Capuccino in the world at Cafe Florian, which we thought was priced ridiculously high, no really, it costs a LOT of money to have a cappuccino in the San Marco place ...
...well, it was well worth it, just for this selfie.
Afterwards we went to the Biennale gardens. This year it's all about architecture. And very inspiring...
..sometimes confusing...
...outright weird we'd say....
....this by the way was the Spanish pavilion. Well, with this sense of perspective... might this be the reason the dropped out of the soccer championship that early?
Well...
...we liked it a lot. Maybe not for the intellectual depth, but definitely for the fun house qualities.
Up on the Rialto Bridge it was time to let mom and dad know that now it's enough with the picture taking.
Off we went.
Because of course in Italy you gots to go to the beach...
...and try out the latest goalie moves you saw the other night on television.
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