I’m in love!
It was a rocky start. We missed the flight and arrived a day late. But Venice forgave us and welcomed us with open arms and a sunny disposition.
It’s been a dream of mine to visit Venice for as long as I can remember – but I could never work out when would be the best time to go, to avoid the crowds and the mosquitoes.
Then I saw a friend’s post on Instagram, saying she was planning to visit Venice for Carnival. “When is Carnival in Venice?” I wondered. So I googled it and found it was due to start the day after my birthday.
Of course, had we gone in the summer, it would have been warmer. But it would have been a lot more crowded too. As it was, although we didn’t have the place to ourselves, we were easily able to make our way through the winding alleyways and over the picturesque canal bridges without being jostled.
Before we went, I had asked friends who either lived in Venice or had visited Venice: where should we go? In the end, we followed just one friend’s advice: simply get lost!
Venice isn’t all that large – compared with London, for example. But you can’t get anywhere in a straight line – you constantly have to make detours, so it can take a lot longer to get anywhere than you imagine. But that’s half the fun.
Everywhere you turn, you find stunningly beautiful architecture, the buildings encircled by turquoise-coloured waterways populated by bow-shaped gondolas being coaxed along by gondoliers in traditional striped jumpers and straw boater hats.
It’s a photographer’s and film maker’s dream!
Since our return, I’ve been feeling bereft – rather like I do when I’ve been enjoying reading a novel and have become engrossed in its plot.
This I know: we shall return, perhaps when the weather is warmer – even though that would mean sharing la Serenissima with many more of her admirers.
Morning in Venice, Italy
Preparations for Carnival in Venice, Italy