I suppose Venice has been the real last ‘holiday’ destination for me, as our next stop is Frankfurt (which I visited wayyyy back when). It has been a fantastic last destination: it is just as beautiful as I could have ever imagined.
We arrived about mid afternoon on a train from Florence, and after successfully navigating our way to our accommodation we headed off to a free walking tour of the city. It is such a fascinating city, and unfortunately we didn’t learn as much about the construction of it as I would have liked on the tour. It was still great to be able to mindlessly follow a guide through the city: despite having no cars, the city is such a veritable maze of bridges, lane ways and canals!
We were lucky to have some sunshine that afternoon. The tour ended in St Mark Square, out the front of the famous basilica. It was a truly beautiful building. We visited the interior today, but you couldn’t take photos inside!
We visited a fresh food and fish market in the morning near the Rialto bridge, before indulging in some more wonderful 1.50 euro coffee. It is taking us awhile to get our heads around the Italian coffee culture. You buy coffee at a ‘bar’, and can pay the normal, cheaper price for your drink if you stand at the bar and drink it, or pay up to twice the price to sit down at a table. We have had a few incidents where we have started walking towards a table with our coffee but had the barista warn us we will have to pay more!
On our adventures we searched for, and successfully found, a bookshop our tour guide mentioned to us. Many of the books in the over crowded shop are housed in boats in preparation for the floods the city occasionally experiences. Out the back the owners have constructed a staircase out of damaged books that visitors can climb.
Gondola rides are typically Venetian in the minds of tourists, but Chris and I decided we would not partake in it the second we heard about the 80 euro for 40 minutes price tag. Instead, we opted for a short traghetto ride. Basically, for 2 euro each we got a short ride in a gondolla across the main canal. It satisfied our desires to get on the water, but without the pain for our wallets!
The Rialto bridge at night.
Only three nights left in Europe! It still feels so surreal, but our time is almost up. I am trying to prepare myself for the plane ride home. I am really not looking forward to it, as my flight anxiety seems to have progressively got worse since being in Europe. The idea of being in a plane for 14 hours is awfully unappealing right now. But thankfully I will be flying with Chris, so it shouldn’t be too unbearable!