Venice is a maze of old buildings and paths to nowhere, and there is no other place in the world like it. You better go visit before it sinks. We tried Absinthe shots, the ones with the sugar and the fire and all that, while we were here at a bar we stumbled upon in the night. One of the only places you can stay on the actual island area of Venice, at least in our price range (a.k.a. cheap hostel) was a place run by a church. They had a strict 1:00 a.m. curfew, and if you weren't back by then you were locked out and sleeping outside. After out shots of Absinthe and more than our fair share of beers, we had to make our way back to the hostel through the maze of pathways. We barely made it, along with some other stragglers that were literally kissing the door mat when we walked up. Good times man, good times!
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