A long weekend in Venice

Sitting on the plane flying back to London, having a glass of Chardonnay and reviving the weekend away from pitiful British summer, city smoke and just life routine… I am glad to say the weekend was a success.
It is that time of a year, when Veronika gets older (yes, we all do, even the richest and smartest of us) on one particular day in July. Among others, that means one thing - we should go somewhere to celebrate it. It’s a small tradition of ours. IN the last few years we celebrated it in Paris, Amsterdam, Bath (Bath was great, by the way). Decision about the destination this year was made quite in the last minute (not sure why… I think we were just taking our chances), and we never did regret it.
We got some nice last minute deal at expedia.com with a BA flight (I am soooo glad it wasn’t Ryanair or alike) and a hotel Marconi in the very town center, next to Rialto Bridge. As with most hotels in the cities like this, typically you don’t get an awesome room until you want to splash the cash and we did not expect much from it (in the end, you just need a tidy place not too far from the places of interest to come at night, go to sleep and be off next morning), but there was a pleasant surprise for us. While doing reservation, we put a ’special request’, not because we were expecting to get it, but just because we could put something in the special field, - a room with a canal view. Now imagine our surprise when we actually got that room with a view, the best one in the hotel. With no extra. What was the catch? Well, for the next night we were getting the smallest room in the hotel. We thought that was fair enough. So here we are out in our balcony facing the Grand Canal and Rialto Bridge. Awesome! On the second night we had probably, the smallest double room ever, it was more like a wardrobe than a room, but we were absolutely fine with that :)

Ok, enough of ‘big room’, ’small room’! Venice is definitely a fairy-tale place. Even with those crowds of tourists, it is still surreal. When we we arriving on the boat from the airport, it was exactly what you thought of it, how we pictured it ourselves.
We were sailing along the canal and I was looking at the buildings along it and gondolas and boats and thought to myself - that’s like a candy-shop for a photographer! You don’t even need to think or to look for something - just pull out your camera and push the button - so many things around crying out to be captured. An irony though is that all those sights have bee captured from every possible angle thousands of times already, so you have to be a genius to see something new and unique there. I am definitely not the one, and frankly speaking, I think I am having a bit of creativity crisis right now :) Honestly.
So yes, Venice is beautiful. In every way. It’s probably one of the most distiguishable cities in the world. If I show you a picture, you would instantly say: Yep, that’s Venice.
People are very friendly and relaxed, and apparently it’s a very safe city as well, even at night. Also is it just me or Italians are kind of not as loud as usual there?
Forgive me, but I don’t like well (geometrically) planned cities, like NYC, I love when city grows naturally and organically, even if that means troubles finding a particular place in those mazes and dead ends. That’s what I like about London, and that’s what makes Venice charming, though less practical. Narrow streets, extremely narrow passages, a lot of dead ends… well in the end, Venice is built on a bunch of islands, remember?
Yes, of course there are hordes of tourists (and I heard a lot of Russian speech as well), but just take a road aside from the main routes and you find yourself in a very quiet, intimate and often empty streets.
We spent quite some time just walking around, exploring the city, popped in into a few museums and galleries, but mostly we were just enjoying the scenery, and were just happy to recognize the views we’d seen in the glossy magazines for years. We’ve also bought few masks, in case we will receive an invitation to attend some masquerade.

(This was a funny example of a literate translation)
Mind you though, Venice is veeeery expensive. Hey, we don’t live in the cheapest place in the world (London, that is), and still we were very surprised with the Venice’s price tag. The pound-euro ridiculous 1:1 exchange rate also did not help. Transport, exhibitions, food, I mean we were hoping to get a taste of local cuisine for the local price, but actually it turned out the most expensive dinner for two we had so far :), and we did not have anything fancy. I know it is a tourist place, but come on, can you really justify a 120 EUR for 40 minute gondola ride for two :)
Don’t get me wrong. The place is unique, even for Italy and with all those climate changes it will probably drown eventually, but the memories we’ve got are amazing and worth more than money spent, but still there were few things which we have left for our another visit. Hopefully next year. Maybe during the carnival week? Arrivederci Venice, see you soon.
Ok, we are landing now. Captain has just announced that ‘the weather is not that nice with a 20C’. Oh well, life is life.











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