VENICE

6/3/2016

The city of my childhood dreams, a city that my German friends told me was a Märchen, truly a fairy tale…

And I finally made it!

And I finally made it!

HELLO, VENICE!!!

HELLO, VENICE!!!

Sophia (who also took most of the pictures in this post) and I spent most of our day touring the Palazzo Ducale—now a museum, it was the former palace of Venice’s Doge, the city’s chief magistrate. It was beautiful, too lovely to be done justice by pictures and words. The art, the art, the ART…!

Trying to blend in with the other tourists...

Trying to blend in with the other tourists…

Across a canal from the Palace is a jail where, we imagined, many prisoners spent a lot of lonely, LONG long days. The two are connected by the Ponte dei Sospiri, or “Bridge of Sighs,” so named because that’s where the prisoners would catch their last glimpse of the water as they were led down.

And what a last glimpse...

And what a last glimpse…

 It’s called the Suefzerbrücke in German!

It’s called the Suefzerbrücke in German!

A lot of walking and most of the morning was involved in that museum tour, and while it was ABSOLUTELY worth it, we were both really hungry by the end!

Sounds like the right time for a late lunch!

Sounds like the right time for a late lunch!

Our next step was a quick trip to a beautiful bookstore, Alta Acqua Libreria, that Sophia had heard about from a friend. It’s so named (the phrase translates as “high water” or “high tide”) because the back of the store opens into a canal, and every morning the water rushes in!

There were books everywhere, yet I couldn't read any of them... :(

There were books everywhere, yet I couldn’t read any of them… 😦

Our final goal before heading home was to get to one of the islands, and also to buy me a necklace! How can you leave Venice without buying some glass, right? So, one REALLY long boat ride later,

…we stepped off and found ourselves in Burano!

…we stepped off and found ourselves in Burano!

It was evening, the streets were mostly empty of tourists, and the houses were all so bright and beautiful.

The German word would be bunt—colorful!

The German word would be bunt—colorful!

But the best part was the necklace I managed to find. 😀

For just 3€! Score.

For just 3€! Score.

We rode back as the sun set over Venice and rain began to fall, and we took a second boat through the city streets, passing under bridges while everything glowed, wet under the streetlights in the dark. So, I can officially say I’ve taken a boat through Venice, even if it wasn’t a gondola… 😉

Those cost like 80€ per hour, man! Not this time.

Those cost like 80€ per hour, man! Not this time.

It was a little chilly when we got back to the train station, but since when is that a reason to pass on ice cream?

It was a little chilly when we got back to the train station, but since when is that a reason to pass on ice cream?

So, the city of my dreams—did it fulfill? Yes, definitely. And what’s maybe best about the trip was just how much there STILL is to see.

Venice…one day, I’m coming back!

Venice…one day, I’m coming back!

Xoxo,

Susan

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