Ah, Venezia! One of the most beautiful and unique cities in the world. Made up of over 100 small islands connected by bridges, Venice is navigated by boat and gondola in the canals and by foot through the narrow, winding alleyways. No matter where you go in this city it feels special. As Rick Steves says, “Don’t worry about getting lost in Venice. In fact, get as lost as possible. Just keep telling yourself, ‘I’m on an island and I can’t get off.'”
We camped on the mainland, and splurged on a canvas hut with real beds!
Here’s the famous Rialto Bridge, lined with shops.
The Grand Canal, the superhighway of Venice.
Every other shop here seems to be a fancy mask store.
1 gondola, 2 gondolini.
Back at the campsite after a big day of canals, we cooked a campy version of traditional Italian pesto ravioli. Magnifico!
Day 2: More bridges…
…and gigantic St. Mark’s Square.
St. Mark’s Basilica (left) and the Doge’s Palace (right) trying to squeeze together into one photo.
Pink street lamps.
Karen did an experiment to see if our rain umbrella also worked as a sun umbrella. It did!
We mostly encountered Americans here in Venice. In Barcelona, we seemed to be surrounded by Germans. In Ireland it was the French. In Scotland, the Spanish. In England, the Chinese. It seems every country has their own unique tourist population. Anyway, here are a couple views across the lagoon to islands near Venice.
Our third day in Venice was Karen’s birthday! She got this beautiful scarf…
…stood on a bridge wearing the beautiful scarf…
…we took a gondola ride…
…and ate dinner on the Grand Canal.
And now for our Big Exciting News: After dinner Ryan took Karen up to the Rialto Bridge to see the city at night and proposed. Karen said yes! Here’s the ring Ryan made and kept secret the entire trip.
Here we are happily engaged. Where? In Venice!