It was a cloudy day. And not the cute kind of cloudy where the sun sneaks a peek at the people below to make sure they know he’s still here. No. This was the sky can break into a severe thunderstorm tap dance kind of cloudy. And it was unseasonably cool. Well, when I say unseasonably, I don’t actually know what the weather is typically like in May. But all of the pictures, videos and movie scenes depict Venice as a sunny, year round warm weather kind of city. So naturally I’m expecting the sun to be sparkling off the Grand Canal, flowers in bloom all around and gandalas galore. Instead of a ooh i think I might where a floral sundress and snap perfect shots of the beautiful sun bouncing off of my skin, it was a denim shorts and leather jacket kind of cool, cloudy, dreary day.
Ferry transport is the metro transit system that will take you around the venetian islands and downtown area. The group of us (study tour group and I) piled onto the ferry and sailed along the river to the beautiful islands of Murano and Burano. (Originally I wanted to include my time in Murano & Burano with this post. But I want to share my fun stories and short time there in a separate post.) After visiting the islands we returned to St. Mark’s Square and walked around. My friends and I took pictures of St. Mark’s Basilica, St. Mark’s Clocktower and St. Mark’s Campanile or bell tower as our professors gave us a bit of a history lesson of each. I found it fascinating that during the early twentieth century, the Campanile collapsed due to a large crack and the only major structure in the square that was damaged was the Logetta del Sansovino. After walking around the square for a bit trying to take pictures while simultaneously avoiding other tourists, our professors allowed us to separate for dinner.
After my friends and I had some delicious pasta, we walked around for a bit in search of the best desert to grace this planet, gelato. Afterwards we met up with the rest of the group and thats when the magic happened. And by magic I mean heavy torrential rain. You remember? The whole thunderstorm tap dancing thing I mentioned before, yeah that’s exactly what happened. For a while we stood under one the awnings that lined the square as people scrambled towards any area that offered coverage. Except two to three people who were selling umbrellas. One of my friends and I decided to brave the rain under the comfort of my leather jacket to purchase one. As soon as we each bought one we decided to stay out in the square and play music. Before long she and I and some other people joined us and we had a mini dancing party in the rain. And that’s when it hit me. I may not have appreciated the dreariness of the day BUT I’m able to say that I danced in the rain in Venice. Something I would never do back home in the states.
Soon after, we were signaled to move closer to where a group of instruments were set up and the performers took their seats. I remember the deep chords of the bass mixed with the melancholy notes of the violin and the spring time sounds of the flute. And some of us continued to dance in the rain until it got too bad and we huddled back under the awning and listen as they played familiar and unfamiliar songs until it was time for us to board the ferry back to our hotel.
Venice was a dream. A cold, cloudy yet adventurous dream.
Hotel Rating: Hotel Europa 3/5 ⭐️
Sights: St. Mark’s Square, St. Mark’s Basilica, St. Mark’s Campanile
Activity: Live Show 🎶
Gelato Rating: Dulce de leche 🍨 🍨🍨🍨🍨