I was cleaning out my iphoto and putting all my pictures on to a disk for back up. I realized that I never really went into depth about some of my travels.. I took some images from my travels to Venice, Italy. What a dream its like. I think about it right now and I can still feel the breeze. It was so freaking hot, but still an experience like no other..
This was at the end of August.
The first night that we were in Venice, we ate mussels. I crave them all the time. Never had I ever had mussels like these. So fresh and the flavors were exquisite. All the food that I had in Italy was phenomenal and not what I thought Italian food was like. In America we make everything so "Americanized" and rarely find some authentic cuisine from distant lands.
This was our from the breakfast table. The water was kinda stinky, but what can you expect, kinda like sitting by the water in Santa Monica off the pier I suppose.
Typical me above.. Carrying a laptop.
This was the dock that our hotel had. We had to cross the big body of water to get to the main part of Venice. We were on our own little island. The guy on the gondola said that its made up of 120 small islands. Fun Fact! I was pretty amazed.
Our gondola. Such memories. Probably the only time Ill ever ride a real one. The price on one is ridiculous. For a 20 minute ride it was almost 200 bucks. So dumb. It fits 4 people, 50 bucks each if you break it down.. a little less.. I don't remember what the exact price, but it was such a rip off! But when you go to Venice its like you HAVE TO RIDE A GONDOLA!! I cried a little on that ride too..
Did you know that Cassanova had a home? The picture below is his house!
If I could go back I would in a heart beat. NOT IN AUGUST! August was really really hot and super packed with tourist. Pick pocket-ers out for the "season". Venice is pretty expensive anyway, and it seems like the prices were bumped up since it was in season. It was all worth it thou.
I can still hear the water hit against the walls. My first sunset in Italy. I had a surreal moment for sure that day. Venice was always a dream of mine to go. I finally went. When he told me we were goin there, I about cried. I am forever grateful and experienced such a romantic city with him. It passed the romance that Paris had.. When we went to Paris together, it was more magical. Venice was the definition of romance. *sign*
I hope the Lord blesses you with the time to travel. It took me till my adult life to actually get out of the country... I always thought that Las Vegas had it all. I had been to Paris, New York and got to ride in a gondola all by living in Las Vegas. Although Las Vegas does a great job of the mimic, its nothing close to the real deal.
PEACE LOVE AND LIPGLOSS