All Good Things Must Come To an End
On our last night in Venice, we managed to sneak in a romantic date while Eli slept in his stroller. I was really upset that we had let time get away from us – and somehow our days in Venice were over, however we had not yet climbed onto a gondola. This was one of the items on our European Bucketlist – how had we let this opportunity slip by?? While enjoying our romantic date, we decided to wake up really early and spend a few more hours in Venice instead of hitting the road. This is one of the reasons that we love to travel at our own pace: You never know how you are going to feel, or what its going to happen.
In the morning we strolled through the streets and canal-side alleyways one more time. This time there seemed to be barely any people at all. I wish that we had woken up early every morning to enjoy those peaceful moments before all the tourist were up and about. We took our long-awaited gondola ride (which we blogged about HERE) while drinking wine, and enjoying the spectacular views. Needless to say, this was a perfect ending to an amazing city!
We usually buy fabric patches to sew onto our backpacks. One for each new country that we go to. Since I had fallen in love with Venice, I decided to get two special little pins. It seemed fitting to have something a little more unique to remember this place by. I don’t know where, but we must have dropped those pins somewhere along the remainder of our journey. We never did find them after returning to China. I still hope that they are in a tiny little zip, or hidden in some flap of a bag, but since this day in Venice, when we bought them, we haven’t seen them again.
We were a few weeks into our trip already, but I was starting to feel like I was getting too much sun.
It was time to buy a sun hat…
It was bitter sweet leaving Venice. Not only were we leaving Venice, but we were leaving Italy too. Bitter because we really wanted to stay longer, but sweet because next up was Austria. We would be visiting close friends from China when we got to Austria, and after a month of travel we were looking forward to being in one spot for a WHOLE WEEK!
By the time that we left Italy, we had over 3000km on the clock! In terms of driving distance, that meant that we were not even halfway done with our trip yet. There was something daunting about the “halfway point” (wherever that was). We didn’t want our trip to end, and getting beyond the middle of it meant that we were closer to the end than we were to the start.