It is always assumed that Venice is the ideal place for a honeymoon. This is a grave error. To live in Venice or even to visit it means that you fall in love with the city itself. There is nothing left over in your heart for anyone else. – Peggy Guggenheim

Taken from the Ponte dell’Accademia – one of only four bridges that crosses that Grand Canal

We spent a final weekend with Evan’s parents in Venice and the Veneto region. It was quite the process to actually get to Venice that involved driving to the train station (but only after stopping at two gas stations since, after much confusion, we found out that the first station ran out of gas), parking at a lot with spaces that seemed much too small, trying to buy a metro ticket from a faulty machine, then finding out that we should take the train instead. Understandably, we were thrilled when we actually arrived in Venice.

I don’t know what I was expecting, but I didn’t think Venice would absolutely blow me away like it did. Every canal that was on the brink of overflowing, narrow alleyway that ensured that we got lost countless times, and colorful building combined together to make every corner of the city extremely picturesque. It was pretty cold, especially by the water (so pretty much everywhere), but that didn’t prevent us from enjoying this unique city.

Outside the Peggy Guggenheim Museum – very cold but happy
The Ponte dei Sospiri – Bridge of Sighs. The view from this bridge was the last that convicts saw before being taken down to their cells.
Venice in the rain

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