I’ve been living in Rome for just over a year, and have heard many horror stories of crowds and muggy weather in Venice. But when I visited in April with friends, it was sunny and breezy and the crowds hadn’t peaked. I was blown away by the city’s enchanting beauty. My last trip to Venice only lasted 24 hours, and those hours were marred by torrential rain. What a difference the sun makes! The sea glimmered in the light and I breathed in the salty air. Heaven. We walked the entire city in two days, but I could have strolled the streets for many more. Everywhere you look pops with color, from window shutters to boat posts, and I instantly fell in love with the pink and blue tinted facades and curvaceous domes of the basilica in Piazza San Marco.
We wandered for hours, checking out every nook we could find, and surely missing hundreds more. We shopped, we drank, we snacked, and we strolled. It was perfect. We even found a great restaurant that wasn’t overpriced or packed with tourists.
Come August or Carnevale, Venice might not be so idyllic, but in April, it was paradise.