When I was young I read a lot of books about Venice. The idea of a city floating on water fascinated me. I love water and boats. They have such a soothing affect. I was also intrigued by the maze of winding streets. I would daydream about the adventures that were waiting in Venice.
The first time I took Maddie and Addison to Europe we did not visit Venice. We almost did, however by accident, when I took a wrong exit while driving from Rome to Tuscany. By the time I realized my mistake we were nearly there, but our itinerary made us turn around. So close and yet... This time as we zig-zagged our way through Central Europe I knew a visit to the floating city was a must. Even if it was only going to be brief.
I have only been to Venice once when I was an exchange student in college. It rained and was grey during our trip, but we had Venice to ourselves. This time it was sunny, hot, and full of people. To be true tourists, and escape the crowds a little, we took a gondola ride. As cliché as it may seem, it turned out to be one of the highlights of our trip.
As our gondola, Luppi, quietly navigated the waterways I found myself envious of this beautiful boat. Every day it got to see the charming bridges and beautiful architecture of this amazing city that has existed for hundreds of years. I wished time would stand still so the ride would not end.
The gondola ride was both exhilarating and relaxing at the same time.
I long to go back to Venice, get lost in the winding streets, and find Luppi again.