Venice | travel journal

Andre and I had a trip to Venice and experienced the aqua alta, later in the year than is normal. It meant sloshing through the streets and teetering on the wooden planks put out to elevate you on the street as you meander your way through. It was a beautiful site, to be sat sipping our aperitivi and nibbling cicchetti to watch the water creeping up and over the wall before hastily deciding to retreat! The colours and textures of Venice seemed even more dreamy with the soft light from the grey skies. Give me a wintry city any day!