Oh what joy it is to walk around a beautiful historic island, surrounded by narrow streets all intertwined around a massive lagoon. Where do you think I am? Venezia, of course!
Last Easter weekend was spent enjoying the wonderfulness of this city tucked away in the beautiful Italia.
We arrived at the Venezia airport at 8AM, a short flight (1.5 hours) from Koln, and headed to the Vaporettos to take us into the magical city. The ride took about 45 minutes and it was great to see all the adjacent islands and how the Venetians live. The cost is about 50euros for two people for a two way ticket, the speed of the boat goes up to about 35km and due to the wind woman will need a hair clip or at least a sailor’s hat. (Waving to other boats while travelling at such high speeds is frowned upon, as they say it distracts the skipper – kidding, I made that up – lol!)
And then we arrived at our destination for what was a wonderful two days. Walking along in an immense crowd makes one quickly self-aware of the fact that there is no such thing as personal space in such a place. But, I quickly became ok with this fact because for one I was too tired to fight against the crowd and two I heard some pretty interesting stories. Walking and walking is what we did – I mean that is the only way one can actually see all the intricacies of this ascent city.
San Marco is wonderful and reminds me a lot of Basilica of Santa Maria Novella in Florence. Murano and Burano, well, you have to be a glass blowing fan to enjoy the ins and outs of the craftsmanship involved into making Murano glass – I found it fascinating and of course I fell into the surprisingly easy trap of buying souvenirs.
Food is yet another topic that needs to be talked about. We tried to avoid tourist traps as much as possible by simply following the locals when are stomachs began to rumble. A place I highly recommend is, pomodororosso. Only locals dined here and the food was beyond amazing. The wines were incredible and decently priced. Our two course meal with a bottle of wine and acqua frizzante was under 60€, not bad at all considering the quality of the food!
We also retreated to the back terrace of a famous hotel, Metropol, for cocktails and we enjoyed every second of it. Sitting within a white canopy outdoor tent and Buddha like structures and greenery older than us as a human kind, the whole place made you feel so comfortable and with the sun warming you, you never wanted to leave. Needless to say, we spent hours there!
Then on our last day we decided to have a touristy meal by sitting down at a restaurant with pretty much everyone around us speaking English, and what did we have? Pizza, of courso! The pizza was ok, the tourists’ conversations were quite boring and weak, and it was cloudy that day. Aka, we were super sad to leave…
Side note, did you know that the word Ghettos comes from the Venetians and it represents the Jewish Italians being in a designated, segregated area in Venezia apart from the rest of people. This area was called the Ghetto. Since the area was quite small and a lot of people had to fit in it they started to build what was at the time, the tallest buildings in Venezia. Now, this area is no longer sheltered but surrounded by modern shops and a huge soccer field that is quite the modern saloon.
Sadly, the trip had to come to an end and we packed our bags and heading back to the airport via Vaporetto. Once at the airport we decided to indulge in an Italian craft beer with a unique name that escapes me now, but also a unique taste that I will remember for a long time. Side note: this beer was worth every euro!
Oh Italy – you will always rate so high on my list of favourite places in the world!