For several years my husband and I have been dreaming about going to Venice. And this summer, as we celebrated our 25 years of a lucky marriage, the timing was perfect. There is nothing like Venice to celebrate love.
Through my brother we knew about a flat for rent in Venice, in the region of Cannaregio, and after a search on internet, and a few mails back and forth to Paolo, the owner of the flat, everything was set.
While waiting for the day of our departure I went back to the net again and again to see photos of the flat and it's neighbourhood. Could this place really be ours for a whole week, or was it only a dream that would never come true?
A dream it was, but - it really came true? One morning we were on the plane from Trondheim, and a few hours later we were on Piazzale Roma where Paolo met us and took us to this small and absolutely charming place in the heart of Venice. On this first photo of the flat I stand on the bridge over our canal, the flat is in the house right behind me.
A week in Venice can be so many things, and we did them all - almost :-) But every day the flat was our castle, the place where we could rest and sleep, where we read and worked on more and more difficult Sudokus, where I could sit on the balcony for hours reading, dreaming or just watching the street and canal life, where we enjoyed cooking local food after visits on the local markets.
Paolo showed us the way to the nearest supermarket, but we prefered the small bakeries and pasta shops, and especially the local markets. Fresh pasta with different fillings, aspargues and tomatoes, salt and a sprinkle of olive oil, some melted butter. So simple to make, it tasted like heaven. And always the view through the open balcony doors. We never exactly found out what the workers in the house accross the canal did, but in our imagination they were glass blowers. And they woke us up early every morning with their singing and whistling.