Day 5: We had a cosy breakfast at our aguritismo. The hostess had so many stories to tell. Her brother died in World War II, she was a baby when he died. Her mother never talked about it. She became a nurse, and served in Cameroon for 4 years where she learned her french. Her daughter is now a doctor in a big city in Italy and her son now runs the farm She showed us where the cows were milked – wish I took a picture. It was SO MODERN and SO CLEAN. everything automated, cows walk in, and some machines milk them. It was really amazing to see how CLEAN it was.
From Belluno, we drove about 2.5 hours to Venice. It was raining. We parked at at a huge parking on the mainland and took a ferry to Venice.
I was anxious. We had heard so much about Venice. We had heard so much about venice. I didn’t have much expectations for Venice. I had heard that it was dirty, smelly and very commercialized and touristy. But also that its very romantic. How can a dirty smelly crowded city be romantic? Well.. my verdict: They say Paris is lovers, I say Venice is for Lovers!
It was VERY clean, esp for a city THIS old, this small, this crowded. It was not smelly, and even though it was so crowded and touristy – it was a lovely kind of touristy. Because I could feel every tourist around us, being completely AWED. Feeling amazed. I could hear them all around me literally gasping as they took in the first sight of this little town. I felt with them. How incredible and unbelievable and surreal it felt – to be in Venice.
as we approached our hotel, I felt so spoilt. T booked a hotel right next to a lovely wooden bridge.
it was called Hotel Galleria. the best part was how VENETIAN the hotel was!
It was small, narrow, tiny, but decorated oh so beautifully!
and all the furniture in our room was slanted (cos the floor was slanted!)
We had to share a bathroom – but this is the cleanest shared bathroom ever. Very tiny but very clean.
You didn’t notice it was shared basically.
We quickly showered, and went right into town!!!
the famous San Marco square
I finally recognized this building from the replicas in The Venetian in Macau!
I cannot begin to express how surreal being in Venice was . I remember studying Merchant of Venice when I was 14, and everything was an imagination in my head. Imagination of a town and era long gone. But it really felt like time had stood still. Sure there were tourist shops everywhere, but the city was so well preserved. We walked so much the entire day, hand in hand, exploring, wandering, taking it all in. It was like we were transported to another time, another place. And even though I didn’t believe when people said: You have to go to Veice with your hubby! , well I’m so glad we were here together. It truly is the most romantic city, so calm, so quaint.