I can’t ever get over the beauty of Venice. The city built entirely on water (or a swamp ground–which would explain the mosquito bites). It couldn’t have been a better first stop for our honeymoon! We stayed at the Westin Europa and when we looked out our windows we looked directly onto the hustle and bustle of the Grand Canal. We stayed in Venice a few days and spent our time wandering the streets, turning into little shops, eating pizza, and trying to pay for gelato with Swiss Franks (they didn’t like that very much). One morning we took a photography tour with Sara; so we got up as the city was waking up to wander the streets and take amazing pictures before the tourists were awake. Our tour guide was a sweet Italian woman who marched the three of us through the streets of Venice, letting us poke into piazzas, alleyways, and over bridges. Venice is where I first started to discover that Italy doesn’t believe in sugar-free red bulls–they were NOWHERE, and if you know me that’s a complete Greek tragedy, so I supplemented red-bulls with cappuccinos (we’re getting an espresso maker for sure now). We loved Venice and it’s canals, canolis, and cappuccinos.
I loved the dark alleyways. . .
If I was to live in Venice this is precisely where I would live. This street is ah-mazing!
Look at my handsome husband. . .
I just love how old the city is. . . the colors, the peeling paint, the damaged wood. It’s gorgeous!
I LOVE that we got to see Sara while we were there. . . we got a good shot of us (because we just couldnt come to terms with handing the camera over to a stranger).