Feeling a little like James Bond

Looking back on my photos from Venice, it's funny but every time I see one of those sleak boats that they use I can't help but think of James Bond.

The funny thing is that my own memories should definitely be the first thing to come up, one would think. But no, immediately Daniel Craig pops into my head, speeding away on one of those sexy little wooden boats.

But hey, there are worse things to think about. My memories melding with the life of James Bond can't be all bad.

Who else felt this way in Venice? Just me?