0444 My Childhood Fantasy City (Italy 001â€”new)
Venice Travel Blog› entry 69 of 201 › view all entries
Since starting this 30 day bus pass thing, thereâ€™s been once city at the top of my list:
So why is a great adventurer like myself so obsessed with visiting the worldâ€™s ultimate tourist trap? Wellâ€¦ a couple of reasonsâ€¦ for one thing, Iâ€™m tired of having to tell people â€śyes, Iâ€™ve been to
Secondly, I know that staying in
But the real reason is that, well, when I was a kid I had a very fertile imagination.
Of course, when I heard about
Now my childhood dream will finally come trueâ€¦
I wake up
Finally we reach the bus station and everyone gets offâ€¦
I quickly check to see if I can book a ticket for tonight to somewhere else, but I canâ€™t, so I go ahead a book my ticket for tomorrow night. Thatâ€™s OK, Iâ€™m sure I wonâ€™t be bored of
The only problem is finding a place to stay. Iâ€™m not even going to try to book a hostel room in
Iâ€™m actually in the town of
I see a sign that reads â€śAlbergoâ€ťâ€¦ probably way out of my price rangeâ€¦ but might as well check it outâ€¦ it turns out that it is a hostelâ€¦ and theyâ€™ve got beds for 23 Euros a nightâ€¦
I quickly raise the cap on how much Iâ€™m willing to spend on a hostel from 20 to 23 Eurosâ€¦ After all, this is
I quickly drop off my bag and head back to the train station.
I step out of the train station, and into the excitement of
Iâ€™m not disappointed by this unique little city. Sure, the main walkways are crammed with people and 90% of them are tourists. Sure, everywhere you look you see t-shirt shops, postcard shops and folks hawking souvenirs. But if you just step of the main drag you find yourself in a much more authentic feeling milieu, with folks hanging up their clothes to dry high aboveâ€¦ with people parallel parking their boats and climbing directly into their housesâ€¦ There are plenty of back alleys that still feel unexploredâ€¦
Despite being so touristy, thereâ€™s a shabby charm to
Thatâ€™s one thing that makes the
Suddenly I find myself outside of touristy Venice among rather run down buildingsâ€¦ and then, without realizing it I wander on to a military zone of sortsâ€¦ nobody bothers me so I just keep walking until I make it back around down a long boring street to where I first started, at the train stationâ€¦
Back where I started, I take a quick glance at my map. It seems that I completely missed the number one landmark of
Iâ€™m enjoying it-- but Iâ€™m also getting frustrated because any time I try to cross the main canal to go towards Piazza San Marco, I reach a dead end-- and itâ€™s not possible to follow along the main canal until I find a bridgeâ€¦ But I do find a lot of cool museums, a big market, and beautiful churches right along the canal.
Finally, once again, Iâ€™m right back where I startedâ€¦ And dusk is quickly setting inâ€¦ I look at the map again and discover the problem: there simply arenâ€™t very many bridges crossing the main canal on the eastsideâ€¦
So this time I decide admit defeat and follow the map, turn by turn until I reach Piazza San Marcoâ€¦
Itâ€™s pretty dark when I get there, so I canâ€™t take any really good pictures, but I can still enjoy the architectural and artistic wonders of the placeâ€¦
From the I continue on east along the shore, all the way to the end of the cityâ€¦ enjoying some open space for a changeâ€¦ Near the edge of the city, is â€śbillionaire rowâ€ť-- a row of luxury yachts-- or I should say ships, as some of them are as big as cruise shipsâ€¦
Finally I reach the park at the edge of town.
But Iâ€™m in no hurry to head back to my hostel.
Some might find all this a bit corny and Disneyland-esqueâ€¦ I prefer to just enjoy the experience, artificial though it be. And I wonâ€™t complain about all the touristsâ€¦ tourists are what keep
And the food? Actually I was pleasantly surprisedâ€¦ Ice cream cones are much cheaper here than in
So I meander back towards the train stationâ€¦ through a bar and club thatâ€™s hopping with the younger
Very fun dayâ€¦ a bit of a guilty pleasureâ€¦ but no apologies whatsoeverâ€¦