I woke up at about 5.30 the next morning for a washroom trip. The hotel receptionist was occupying the washroom, taking a shower I think. He took forever. I looked out and saw it was sun-rise time. There was a Gondola just outside our window, bringing in veggies and supplies for the restaurant below. I decided to go out to see the sun-rise. Tom got up just then. We went onto the wooden bridge to catch sun-rise. It was not particularly stunning, but it was so lovely to see the bridge and the neighbourhood completely quiet and calm, with no people except for a lone man, sweeping the steps of the bridge. The rest of the day, we continued to explore the beauty of Venice, and took a little trip in the afternoon to the most colourful town in the world, Burano.
In the afternoon, we took a ferry ride to a little island called Burano. This must be the most colourful island in the world. All the houses looked freshly painted, and clean, and like a little toy village. A little dreamy colourful land. It is said that the people originally painted their homes cos they were fisherman, they would be able to identify their home from a distance.
These 2 days in Venice were simply romantic, simple, calm. The only thing I missed was good food. the place was strewn with tourist trap kind of restaurants. I never imagined I would visit a city like this, so surreal and legendary. And to have someone so special to share it with.