At every shop front, a dazzling display of masquerade masks adorned the windows. A white lace mask in hand, I couldn’t resist taking just a little piece of Venice home with me.The delicious aroma of freshly made pizza wafted out the door of every restaurant, luring you inside. When we came around to eating lunch, as if the impossible was achieved, the taste of the pizza managed to outdo the smell, and I finally understood why Italy was so famous for this widespread delicacy.
PHOTO DIARY: Getting lost in VenicePosted on February 17, 2014
The final stop in Italy… A city like no other. A city that sparkles with romance, oozes with character, and flourishes in its unparalleled individuality. Oh, and did I mention the entire city floats?
The city of Venice is just about as dreamy as you would imagine. This picturesque destination is made up of 118 tiny islands, creating an unending network of canals, linked by over 400 footbridges.
It was just about impossible not to get lost in this scenic maze of winding alleyways and bridges of confusion. Although, there wasn’t too much to complain about when I did get lost. For what discovered was a fine frenzy of buildings characterized by worn brick, ornate decoration, wrought iron balconies, and autumn colour schemes, providing the perfect backdrop to the endless shimmering aqua pathways and quaint cobblestone footbridges dotted around the city. Every turn of a corner was almost too good to be true.
It was beyond the bounds of possibility to resist indulging in a ride on a gondola, Venice’s most beloved form of transport. So we cruised the canals on a vessel captained by a gondolier, a job for only the most skilled oarsman, with only four gondolier licenses issued in Venice annually. How could we possible say no when our gondolier presented himself red striped shirt and serenaded us all with Italian ballads?
Venice, I think I can safely agree with the general consensus in saying you captured my heart.