Walking around Venice with very little cares in the world was bliss. We criss crossed our way through the narrow streets, had lunch watching the world go by in San Marco Piazza, wandered into the churches, and people watched.
Our trip to Morocco was more than a success. For Chris and I it was not just a holiday, but a test of; could we do it, could we afford it, and more importantly, did we enjoy it? Luckily the answer to all of the above was yes. At times the trip was difficult but the lows of the trip just added to the adventure, and left us with a story to tell when we got back. And, as my (not so) little sister wisely tells me, if nothing else, do it for the story.