We looked and saw five gondolas floating slowly towards us , all five gondoliers singing in unison . This was the moment I fell in love with Venice . Thoughts of lost luggage , the heat and the thousand tiny things that made me wish I was home all vanished as their song swelled and echoed off the buildings and the water .

Question with options to choose from: What may of happened after landing in Venice ?
OPT:
[i] Touring the square .;
[ii] Going to eat Japanese .food .;
[iii] None of the above choices .;
[iv] Going on s gondola .;
[iv]