As we walked further, what we saw was more people. Some selling fresh grocery, some disappearing into the narrow lanes. Venice had no regal feels, but the grunge came with a romantic vibe. Colorful windows had flowers blooming in contrasting colors.
These were just small things, but as gorgeous as they were it was hard to not notice. Venice had a sense of mysterious charm even with all those crowds.
Every few meters there was a new discovery.
First of all, the gondolas. It was like a painting. Men dressed in striped t-shirts of black and white with hats on their heads rode a couple/family in the tiny gondolas across the narrow canals.
It was like a good life commercial where everyone only looked happy.
Then there were the little shops that came our way. These shops were alluring to all senses with a variety of Italian and coastal desserts being displayed. Candies, donuts, gelatos, fritelles in all colors and mostly lots of chocolate called out to the crowds of many passing by.
Like all things Italian, what came next was something obvious- statues. Statues of kings, artists, merchants and sailors kept appearing out of nowhere. I particularly recall Goldoni’s statue looking all pepped up with the pigeons flocking around. And then, there were souvenir shops. I’ve seen some of the most precious and prettiest souvenirs in Venice including the feathered pens and leather diaries.
In the meanwhile, we saw more people dressed up in gorgeous costumes walking around.
Seriously, what was this place?
Venice Carnival, 2018