In Venice..

The grand canal, the colours, the Byzantine mosaics, the mysterious alleyways, the gondolas, the pastries, the Venetian masks, the rich history that is palpable in the streets and squares - I was overwhelmed by it all.

Venice is something else. 

I know anyone would feel the same way as they begin to explore this water-dependant city. A bit overpriced maybe, a bit too crowded maybe, but we still couldn’t find it in our hearts to not be in love with Venice.

We boarded a train from Milan bound for Venice’s Stazione Santa Lucia through Verona. And we started from Piazza San Marco before making our way to rest of the city. This square that Napolean called the “drawing room” of Europe has been the heart of Venice for more than 1000 years and it contains most of the city’s major attractions and some of Europe’s grandest cafes.

Looking back, it was the best decision for us when we avoided the main touristy paths with the exception of Piazza San Marco, and just wandered around the back alleyways instead. Because we got to see a different side of Venice, where the actual Venetians lived, and where it’s way more beautiful and relaxed.

Our last remaining day there was spent sitting at one of the cafes on the outdoor terraces to soak in the scene for one last time. Just sipping hot chocolate and watched the day went by.

And I think that last bit there, is the bit I’m going to remember most about Venice.