We awoke at 3 am in our hotel room in Munich. Half asleep we showered, dressed, and packed our bags ready to travel to Italy. We stopped by Mom and Oma's room to say our goodbyes, called a cab, and headed to the airport. It was bitterly cold in Munich that day, with the first fog of the season rolling in.
We arrived at the airport, checked in for our flight, had some coffee and played cards, and soon boarded our plane. Before we knew it, we were up in the air over the Dolomite Alps, and even sooner we touched down in Venice.
As we walked down the steps of the plane, we could immediately smell the salty, ocean air; so comforting for those of us that live near the ocean. We got inside the airport, grabbed our bags, and waited to board our bus that would take us into the heart of Venice.