Here’s the thing, sometimes despite your very best efforts, your very best planning, your very best threats – they reach their limit. The kids just pass out – zonkers like. Doesn’t matter to them that they’re in Venice – the most beautiful/most romantic/most scenic place on earth – they’re shattered. So let ’em rest, let ’em soak up the sun, let ’em catch some zzzzz’s. Grab a gelato, or a glass of wine and grab your camera! Give ’em their 40 winks and they’ll fine and so will you.