Two days in Venice
Do you know what we need right about now? Well, honestly, who knows what you need, but what I need on this December day filled with chores errands and a shocking lack of both snow and my husband, is to daydream myself back to the two days Nick and I spent in Venice this summer. Would you like a peek?
|View from the campanile tower on St. Mark's square.|
While our family was in Norway this summer, Nick and I managed to sneak away to Venice for a couple of days, just the two of us, as an early anniversary present to each other. Honestly, if it meant I could have Nick all to myself, I'd be happy to spend two days in a cardboard box, but seeing as we had the chance to go to one of the most romantic cities on earth, we went to Venice. And it was glorious.
|Dripping in sweat and romance.|
|Santa Maria della Salute, one of the churches I have most wanted to visit since my college days. Built by the Venetian people as a prayer to the virgin Mary to protect them from the plague.|
|Santa Maria herself.|
|One of the bridges between our hotel and the water taxi stop. Notice the gondolier on the right - on his cell phone. :)|
I think at this point I'm just going to offer a deluge of photos so you can see for yourself. A girl can only swoon "it was glorious and perfect and wonderful" so many times before you want to sock her on the jaw.
|Dinner at La Zucca on our first night.|
|"Zucca" means pumpkin, and that it what their lighting was shaped like.|
|A roof at St. Mark's square.|
|On top of St. Mark's basilica.|
|Can you tell that we were pretty happy to be there?|
|The winged lion - the symbol of St. Mark and of Venice.|
|The columns of San Marco and San Theodoro.|
|On our last morning we stopped at an open air market. We couldn't bring any of the produce home with us, so we just took pictures instead.|
|And some pretty awesome seafood.|
|These narrow little streets and tiny bridges were everywhere.|
|Enjoying the meal of a lifetime steps from the lagoon.|
|The view from our table.|
|Our dinner by the lagoon. My fish course (top left) was so pretty that I was actually brought to tears. "They did this for me?"|
|Happily snarfling one last pastry before heading home again.|
The only hard part of going to Venice was leaving it, to be honest. We arrived by boat and left by bus, so I was really in heaven right until we got to the area by the bus and train station, which was a rude awakening and return to the real world. Venice itself is quite peaceful and so beautiful that seeing a parking lot and a bus depot for the first time in 48 hours is a real letdown. It was really just as well that I had two beautiful children waiting at home for me to come back and celebrate my birthday with them, otherwise I might just have turned around and gone native. But once we were on the bus and on our way home, we got a drive through the Italian countryside, which made up for a lot.
Venice, you were a dream. I hope to be back again some day. Until then, arrivederci, bella.