Categories: Games & Recreation

The tales of Venice, gondolas city.

Have you heard stories of people travel to any city, look around and decide that all of its charm – just inflated bubble? All I can say – it is absolutely inapplicable for the Venice. Its authenticity you can feel turned in any direction: high shutters and bridge railings, terribly narrow streets and too frequent ice cream parlors, water and sea grass smell, gondolas silhouettes, as if even the weather would say that there is Venice, it cannot be confused with anything else. And you do not want to do anything, because there is a scent of fruit and pasta e fagioli and warm, warm sea, because architecture fascinates every minute.

Romantic Venice you can think looking at old church and a channel near connected by short bridge. Bridges, the city of bridges, city not separated by water, but connected by bridges. This is a city where you do not need a forecast of summer weather, because, it seems, there exists only sunny and warm weather. This city seems is generating light and heat itself by its own language and emotions, its rhythm of life, its culture and landscape. Here boils everything that is the most beautiful.

And although this text cannot be called objective as I fell in love with Venice from the first glance and still love it every time I go there. I aim not for objectivity; I aim to draw pictures, sounds and smells to install into my imagination for long lasting memories. This is too special place to leave emotions only for myself. Gradually fade the impressions of the previous visit but I still remember how every new sunrise there brought new people, images, smells, thoughts, brought joy of life. Brings the feeling that everything is great, because when you just are and do not care what was, do not care what happens, everything is fine, everything just is undeniable. And then you can empathize and feel, to put all this in mind and heart, and here also let it run, giving up a new place for a moment.