Venice ¦ Part 2

22 July 2015

Did you know that you can sweat through your knees? Neither did I. Venice in July taught me that apparently every single cell of your body has the capacity to sweat. Profusely. Unless watered down with prosecco and gelato every 5 minutes. #truetraveladvice #tta

Anyway, in order to avoid any typical-couple-holiday arguments disagreements, me and Mikey didn't whip a map out entire time we were away. So if anyone tried to ask me for advice about locations or sightseeing routes, I'd tell them to get lost. No, really - get actually lost. If there's one thing I can say about Venice, it's that getting lost is suddenly a lot funner than it was in the supermarket when you were 5. The whole place looks like a damn postcard. Mikey even said at one point that you could take a nice picture of Venice with a potato. Aha.

Having lived in Paris last year, I feel I 'm pretty well equipped to inform anyone that yes, Paris is mostly as beautiful as it looks on Pinterest but there's also a whole load of dodgy alleyways, questionable restaurants, and shifty lookin' people lurking about. Saint-Denis for example is not somewhere you'd want to find yourself at 1 am if you don't have  a black belt in karate and your rape alarm has run out of batteries. Venice, on other other hand, is every single bit as beautiful as you think it will be. And I'd hasten to add that possibly it's more so. 

These pictures were taken on our first walk around the Saint Marco area. Please note I wandered around open mouthed and snapping away at everything during this first walk, so I've tried to spare you the photo-per-second low down and fine picked me fave pix from the afternoon. You'd thank me if you could see how little storage I now have on my laptop. 

^ This is the view from our hotel room. We thought it was a really cute, authentic, local Italian restaurant until we wandered down on our last night to get a carbonara takeaway and realised it was a Chinese. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. 
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Venice ¦ Part 1

19 July 2015

So. After graduating on Monday (pictures might follow...if I can bring myself to share my dreadful hat-hair with the world..tbc) me and the fella went on a post grad holiday to the place where prosecco is cheaper than water and eating pizza and pasta non stop is actively encouraged, if not forced. I don't think there were many moments during our four day stay when we weren't either drinking prosecco, buying prosseco, or thinking about buying and drinking prosseco. And that is my kinda holiday. Amen.

Venice is HOT in July. And when I say hot, I mean stick-to-the-seat, hair-stuck-to-head, going-into-shops-to-appreciate-the-air-con kind of hot. And I'm one of those people who doesn't really dig heat. At all. So when I say that the beautiful views and overall ambiance of Venezia made up for the blistering heat, that really is a testament to how beautiful this damn place is. What's more, this first load of pictures aren't even official Venice - they're all from Lido, and not the type of lido you're thinking of either. Luckily enough this place wasn't overrun with pasty, chubby, English people and ninety year old budgie smugglers. It's a little island below Venice where our hotel was, full of beautiful old Italian people and endless sun and pizza bars. Hmmmhmmm. I thought I'd get these pictures out of the way first in their own separate post so I can smack you in the face with a big old official Venice blog in a few days time. Because Google images does not do that place justice and I don't even want to tarnish its beauty with slightly-less-beautiful-Lido pictures. So you've got that to look forward to. Yay.

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