I absolutely fell in love with Venice. The city has been on my bucketlist forever but we decided to go there only a week before we actually did. And it was the most romantic trip. We walked in the rain at night, saw some of Venice’s highlights and took a gondola ride. In this post I’d like to share some more stories and photo’s from this mesmerizing citytrip.
I’m not sure if I can describe why I fell in love with this city. I feel like it just has everything. Though it sometimes rained (which can actually be quite romantic, we all know the scenes in movies where a couple kisses or dances in the rain), it was still warm and I could walk around in a cute dress. The whole setting with the canals and the bridges is the most romantic setting I can think of. And the buildings are just so gorgeous. The city really has a wonderful architecture that is a combination of gothic and the renaissance.
For our four year anniversary, we decided on a romantic getaway weekend to Venice. We went for a short trip and unlike other trips, we hadn’t planned a lot. There were only two things that we really wanted to do, and that was take a gondola ride and go to ‘the most beautiful bookshop in the world’…
After we did some sightseeing and had lunch, we decided to go for the gondola tour. There are a lot of place were you can go aboard, most famously of course the Grand Canal. Most people start there, so if you’re visiting Venice in the high season, make sure to find another spot so you don’t have to wait (too long) in line. You can find the boarding points easily, because you can recognize them by the red and white striped poles at the sides of the canals.
For our fourth year anniversary last year, we wanted to do something special. About a week before, the thought occured to me that we could go away for the weekend, to a romantic city abroad. And what city is more romantic than Venice?
We left Thursday night. After work, I drove home to pick up Boyfriend, who had packed our bags. Then we drove on to the airport and a few hours later, we were in the most romantic city I have ever seen.
He gets out of the bus first and then he holds out his hand so I can descend the little stairs easily and step into the night, onto the wet pavement. Backpacks on our backs, hand in hand, we walk through a city that appears to be sleeping. It’s near midnight and the moon is shining bright through the clouds. It is raining. There is no one to be seen in the little alleyways. We are exploring this city we have never seen before, in a way that not many people do. The little bridges are lighted by only the streetlights and the water seems to sparkle. I look at him and my heart swells. He is on his knees, taking a picture of the glittering water, trying to catch the reflection of this gorgeous city. Then he turns around and looks at me. Our clothes are soaked and our hair is sticking to our faces, but we don’t care. We look at each other and the way the light catches in his eyes, makes me think of our very first kiss. So similar, four years later, on our anniversary trip to Venice ♥