Flip Book Pop Quiz: Name this location.
Here’s another hint:
Still need a hint. Starts with a “V” and contains the word “nice.” The latter part of the word refers to the picturesque views, romantic dinners, and oh so dreamy gondola rides. The V stands for vivacious or vicious, depending on your experience. Ours was a smattering of both, but I prefer to put the sold-out train tickets, lost paintings, “unable to process your card, please contact your bank” (thank you Wells Fargo for conveniently shutting down your computers at 12:00 am CST. It’s so considerate of you to do it when everyone in the US is sleeping, but we happened to be awake and over the next six hours we are going to need to buy lunch and dinner, not to mention two train tickets), only five Euros in cash and three hours of sleep behind me. Only if you bring me a plate of warm, double-chocolate brownies will I retell the nearly forgotten woes that settled into the cracks of our most ROMANTIC evening in Europe.
Cause really, if you had to choose, wouldn’t you rather remember this:
or this–the view from our hotel:
And Venice becomes truly magical at night.
For my thirtieth birthday my dad and mom gave me dinner and a gondola in Venice. And since no Italian post would be complete without a shot of the food, here is me enjoying “Chocolat’s” Chocolate Cake infused with Chili Powder.
(My dad wrote a poem for me about the gondola ride. Well see if he will let me post it.)
After candlelit dinner over looking the canel next to Rialto bridge. Nate and I hailed down our very own gondelier who happened to be a seventh generation gondolier. His exquisite gondola (otherwise known as his dark mistress) had been in the family for nearly 300 years old, and had been in the personal service of the princes of Venice. We settled into the plush velvet cushions as he shoved off into the canal. He seranaded us as we floated through the postcard that is Venice beneath a blanket of stars. It was quintessentially romantic.
Oh, I really like this picture. Such an unforgettable night with my even more unforgettable knight!!
Like all dreams, the sun eventually breaks through and beckons you onward. Here we are. Bags are packed. Off to France we go.
Ah Venice…I have awesome memories from there too! Thanks for sharing yours! We didn’t end up taking a gondola ride, but it looked like a ton of fun to do something like that. However, our hotel overlooked a very popular gondola route, so we heard the gondoliers singing to their clients. It was so much fun! I hope you’re having a nice weekend.
You look so beautiful in all of your posts! What a fabulous and romantic trip you had with your honey!