( Day 26 - 06.28.14 - Bridge of Sighs, Piazza San Marco, Museo Correr- Venice, Italy )
Dreamy Venice( Day 25 - 06.27.14 - Ponte di Rialto, Venice, Italy )
A Whole New World
( Day 24 - 06.27.14 - Piazza San Marco, Venice, Italy )
Welcome to Venice
( Day 24 - 06.27.14 - Venice, Italy )
Not gonna lie, it was very hard for us to leave Paris. Just when beginning to get the gist of the French language and culture, we leave for Italy once more. But to be honest, when we landed in Venice Marco Polo Airport, I was pleasantly surprised how relieved James and I both felt to be back in Italy. Somehow, we feel like we are more connected to the people here— everyone is friendlier and more hospitable. Also, we realized that we spoke way more Italian than we thought we knew. After trying and trying and trying to fluently communicate in France, it was relieving to be able to completely understand and connect on a deeper level with the Italians.
I was beginning to feel weary and drained from the constant plane and train rides but as soon as we saw Venice, all that exhaustion flew out the window. I smelled the familiar scent of the sea, and I was instantly rejuvenated. Venice was much more beautiful than I could have ever imagined it in my mind. The only means of transportation was by these water buses called vaporettos and the smaller gondola-like boats called traghettos. Just a ride among any vaporetto and traghetto was already a delight in itself. From the boat you can see sleepy Venice, adorned with beautiful bridges and wonderful architecture. For more than once, I had to ask James to pinch me, because I was just so sure that I am dreaming. Somehow, I was magically transported to the dreamy scenes in the movies — The Tourist to be more specific. Yes, I was channeling my inner Angelina Jolie, only without the gorgeous luscious lips and the allure.
”It’s so easy for me to get caught up in the feeling of a city like Venice, where everything is just beautiful color and gorgeous buildings that are so peaceful. You can roam around and get lost in the labyrinth. All day long, we strolled around the main Island, wondering why the crowds we were expecting were not there. It turns out, they were all packed in Piazza San Marco, where most of the main attractions lie. By the time we found the Piazza, it was already past sunset, but that is another whole story.
Sei pur bella, Venezia, in mezzo all’onde.
Specchio tranquillo ai monumenti alteri!