All pics courtesy : myhusband
Hearing, reading and seeing pictures wouldn’t do any good than visiting Venice or Europe for that matter. Being in Venice is my first in to do list after landing in Italy which happened due to a personal reason. Set your mind for surprise once you get down from Santa Lucia railway station because at the first look you see a pedestrian platform at one end, parallely running are waters in the middle and at the other parallel side you have the vibrant buildings in pink, green blue etc, all lovely dream colours. I was dumbfound and couldn’t ask for any more beautiful city picturesque.
No Hero hondas, Hyundai and whatever you have used for a public transport from your respective native towns. To go around in this island the Water taxis, boats, ferry and cruises are the public transport systems available.
Queen of Adriatic stands elegant and beautiful with all her narrow uncountable streets and never ending cute bridges. A walk in the Venice should be a thing of joy forever. Never was I tired taking huge strolls over and over again. My pedometer read 50,000 steps! and I was ready for more. You can find Venice’s natives well settled at their home sweet home calm and quiet and it appeared like they have retired from their services. The Island is kept bustling all day and night solely by the tourists.
All through our walks in the pedestrian street side we can find “The Masks” shops s gold gilded, pure white, stoned, flashy coloured, sharp eyed and you cannot escape the temptation to buy and try one for yourself.
The windows of all the houses were so perfectly hinged and decorated with lively green plants and colourful flowers and it was a eye taking glee to admire all of them. Most of the bridges looked small but were enough to accommodate the width of the running waters of the Island. I almost popped upon every bridge to click a selfie and importantly the venezia view from the bridges are splendid that you can afford to miss even one.
The St.Mark’s square- It was big, huge, 360 degree neck rotation mandatory, eyebrows concaved down, eyes didn’t blink, dumb mouth, was deaf to the near around hustles and what not.A big square flanked by a lengthy and tall building with a basilica in the centre and a huge spire type bell tower in front of it. Yes I was amazed to enjoy the first look..no second look.. no third look.. kept on and on.
I wanted to visit even during the night because I guaranteed my brain that it will be breathtaking and it was. All I did was sat at one corner and became a psycho viewing it again and again for internal pleasure of mind and soul.
All I didn’t know was to walk further from the Mark’s square and guess amidst what I was? The waters of the lagoon on one side with a distant view of silently standing St. Giorgio , centre arena filled with cameras and clicks by bubbling tourist in perfectly attired native dresses and couples kissing each other on romantic vibrations and on the other end The Basilica and The Winged Lion. Last but not the least the chilled breeze and blue gloomy weather all made me feel high for eternal happiness and peace package.
I found myself a side bench, sat and the psycho in me started gazing for more pleasure of sights. First time I saw beauty of landscape so beautifully , elegantly and humbly boasting in front of me. I wished I come back again someday and sit at the same place to enjoy that cannot be expressed kind of happiness rushing in me. Venice you defeated me not once or twice but countlesslyt and punished me with eternal love and joy. Truly Venice is my living day dream.