We left the campsite early in the morning to get to Venice before the crowds, we then had a quiet coffee and croissant in a cafe by a canal.
Shyla still wasn't feeling great so we took it quietly for the morning.
The sun was just properly rising in the sky as we took in our first look at Venice.
We ogled over delicious looking deserts even though it was far too early to think of eating them.
We spent some time meandering the streets and enjoying the masks, some crappy Chinese imports, others handmade and painted in Venice. The price was reflective of this.
We then tried to get lost on the waterways but kept accidentally wandering into main squares, it was frustrating but also very pretty.
Occasionally we found a narrow alley to wander down, rewarding us with silent waterways, sinking buildings and tucked away parks.
the water was lapping into this door, and you could see the bottom floor had been completely abandoned. It was same what eerie and sad, thinking of the water slowly reclaiming the city until it's completely gone.
We stumbled across this tiny artists studio that was closed but through the window we could see the beautiful wooden carvings he has on display, it's ridiculous that the wrinkles in the bag are all constructed when it looks so real.
Grom! Feeling sick and full after pizza and Icecream we meandered to the centre, busy but beautiful.
I attempted to look like a flying creature at da vinces excibition.
Our last canal before we left Venice.