ITALY 2015 // VENICE

ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
ITALY 2015 // VENICE.
Where to go after a week in Iceland?
Venice, of course.
Was it a bit of a bad idea?
A little of no, a whole lot of yes.

Imagine this romantic notion. A gorgeous centuries old city perched majestically on water in all it's pastel glory. Sinking a slow death. And disappearing. Forever. A bit of The Lost City of Atlantis vibe. Sounds tragic, no? All very inevitable. Like inevitably in the near future!

So we pounced on the opportunity to beat the inevitable. Kind of a misjudgement of when to visit.

It was the end of July.
It was extremely hot and humid.
It was stupid crowded with tourists.

As many times as I've gone to Europe in the middle of the summer season, I of all people, should know this! But the picturesque canals and cityscape photos of Venice on Instagram! I was dazzled! The second we landed in Venice, only then reality sunk it. Hell! It's like being back in Houston!

Sweat Fest. Yay. We got around that blaringly obvious problemo by venturing out during the morning, after a nice al fresco breakfast at our very rococo hotel, but before the crowds exponentially grow. Near noon, when the oppressing humidity becomes unbearable, we'd head back to the room, strip our clothes off and pass out until early evening. Then back out, getting lost amongst the island's 400 bridges, wondering aimlessly for Venetian eats and local spritzes. Our schedule was great for photo ops and we still enjoyed the city's enchanting Renaissance views without melting to death. Aside from taking a rowing lesson at high noon. A very awesome Venetian experience in very miserable weather conditions, but it was the only time slot left opened.

Although all the above would have been nicer, say, NOT in the summertime. With no crowds. Should take my own advice the next time we come back to Venice!


-jin-