In Venice, the little guy said at one point, when we finally made it to San Marco, crowded more than ever, he said: this is not a square, this is a tourist square and I want to go home to daddy. But we had nice time anyway. He did not say he liked it yet but he will eventually. We made it to the coast too. I have to say it was probably the best part for me, because it was an unexpected little trip. Back home I worked mildly and did not turn on the computer for the whole three days weekend. It felt good. It was hard to turn it on on Monday morning.