Saturday, 7 September 2013

Men are from Mars, Women are from Venice

A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.
-Arthur Symons

(Before continuing this post, let me just apologise for the huge gap in time between this and my last post. I have had an action packed summer, which I will be spending the next few days twittering on about on my blog, so please enjoy my new posts and again sorry for the wait!)

After visiting the city of love, I thought depature would break my heart into a million pieces, leaving me weeping and mourning the loss of such a beautiful beautiful place. 

Luckily enough, Molly and I's next stop was another of the most romantic and almost fantasy like city of Venice. 
Venice is quite like no where else.

I have read, seen and heard about it on countless occassions, through literature, television and word of mouth. The beauty of the architecture and surroundings, for me anyway, must be experienced first hand to truly understand what all the fuss is about!

Shamelessly, we spent our first day in Venice sunbathing, basking in the scorching temperatures and sipping on cocktails. After an early trek, with huge ruck sacks on our backs, from the bus station to our campsite we felt it an obligation.

By night, we did what we do best. We feasted. 

We began with a traditional Italian anti pasti board. Tomato, basil and garlic bruschetta, local meats and divine Italian cheeses were our port of call, washed down with a few glasses of the house rose (we are students after all). 

Here's a close up

For our main, we shared an anchovy and caper pizza fit for a king. Suitably full, we were ready to throw in the towel, but on the way back to our room we stumbled across a pool party being held in the sites main pool. We couldn't help but have a midnight dip.

The next day was a given, we had to explore the inner city of Venice. And she did not let us down.

We giggled as we took pictures by the grand canals, and posed on Ponte dell'Accademia. The icing on the cake for us was the wonderful Piazza San Marco. Despite the heat and gazillion people, the square basked in it's own beauty. We snooped around the Basillica, enjoying the shade from the sun!

We stopped for a light lunch, Molly choosing a little slice of pizza heaven (when in Italy!) topped with ricotta cheese and the tastiest red peppers. I chose something a bit more unusual, although I cannot remember the exact name, it consisted of large olives parcelled by a layer of meat and bread crumbs, like a sort of Italian scotch egg.

Next stop, the lagoon waterway! No Venice trip is complete without the classic touristy poses, and here we are perfecting ours!

The rest of the day was spent exploring the intracicies of the city and the lagoon. Our time in Venice was almost over, but next stop ROMA!

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