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Venice, on board, en route to the Lido
Tuesday morning
August 27, 1895
My precious darling
We agreed that you won't get many detailed descriptions. The trance which Venice puts everyone into makes it impossible. We1 are enormously well and spend all day walking, cruising, gazing, eating, and drinking. Every morning to the Lido, twenty minutes, to bathe in the sea, the most delicious sand underfoot. Yesterday was cool and the sea rather rough; today has started hot. Yesterday we also went up the tower of St. Mark's, strolled from the Rialto through the town, which allows one to see the strangest things, visited a church, Frari, and the Scuola S. Rocco, enjoyed a surfeit of Tintorettos, Titians, and Canovas, went four times to the Café Quadri on the piazza, wrote letters, entered into negotiations about some purchases, and the two days seem like six months. Zanzare* definitely exist. Needless to say, I am already very anxious to hear your news. The only letter so far is from Minna, poste restante. I hope you and all the brats are very well.
Fond greetings
Your
Sigmund
Freud's traveling companion was his younger brother Alexander.