In June of 2006, my 14-year-old daughter and I traveled to Venice, Italy from our home in Ojai, California. Neither of us had been to Europe before. We planned far ahead, collecting maps and guidebooks, taking an Italian language class at the local community college, listening to Pimsleur recordings, etc. We spent a week in Venice, and we got lost every day. It was wonderful. It is now December, and I'm adding some captions to the gallery. Treating myself to some memories...