Today was our day trip to Venice, a long one at that starting at a train ride around 10 and another at 8 to bring us home. These train rides were yet another opportunity to step back from the hectic travel and simply marvel at the beauty that is Italy. The rolling hills, wine vineyards, and villas dotting the countryside made the views out the window ones of paintings. Once we arrived in Venice, the cameras were immediately out and never going away till the end of the day, there was too much to see and remember. The only way I can describe Venice, is a perfect representation of what your dream up from all those stories always told about its waterways, boats, and gorgeous architecture that captures generations upon generations of building styles.
Although not technique having more bridges than Pittsburgh, they seemed far more apparent, with nearly every 10 steps resulting in passing over one or another with at least 3 or 4 more in sight. We were pleasured to tour the city with a gondola ride, boat ride, and a walking tour that filled the whole day with amazing views and wonderful lessons about the history that fills the city. My favorite of the cites we visited was that of Marco Polos home villa renamed after his famous book about the silk road. It’s truly unfathomable to comprehend the people that have passed through Venice, but just the knowledge that is able to be held onto about such influential figures like Marco Polo and the life he lived where we were standing amazes me. As for people on a daily basis, there are just about 53,000 people that actually reside in Venice, but about 60,000 tourists come every day making it a city filled with nonnatives and truly a strange circumstance, especially since in the past the population in the city was well over 200,000 in the days of its rich trading. Even with the crazy tourism, the city is still wonderful and a great place to have gotten to visit and learn about. From the Jewish ghettos to the fine palaces, ever part of the city held beauty in its own way, and it’s amazing to think people do still inhabit the area, even if its not to the extent that it once was.