Discovering the Real Venice

On a train that had come from Verona, I looked out the hazy window to see a vast blue horizon. It seemed that we were floating across the water, for I could spot nothing else apart from the waves of the Adriatic Sea which surrounded my speeding carriage.

Approaching Venice, Laura and I gathered our things and impatiently waited by the doors for the moment they would open. As we left the station, we followed the crowds out into the open. I was immediately dazed by the sight of gondolas floating along the water, which lapped upon neat rows of marbled Venetian architecture. It didn’t seem possible… there really was no roads, no cars, no Italian men screeching around narrow lanes on motorbikes as had been in the case in the other cities on our journey.

the real venice

We stopped off the buy a 3-day water taxi pass (approximately  €40) and hopped on the next water taxi to our hotel. 

We arrived at the Jan Palach Hostel in the early evening, a cheap spot for tourists staying in a such an lavish city. Despite hesitant first impressions of the dingy lobby, our twin room was cosy, quite spacious and clean, a place we would only come to to sleep in over the next couple of days. The bathrooms are shared (female and males separately) however we rarely saw anyone else. The location was also ideal, with a water taxi stop right outside that took you straight to the main areas of the city.

the real venice

We immediately freshened up and wandered over to the taxi point. As we stood and waited, we noticed a large group of people spilling out of a church just in front of us. We soon realised a wedding has just occurred, and waited in anticipation for the newly weds to come through the tall doors. As the bride and groom made their appearance, the crowd (which had now grown with excitable tourists such as ourselves) cheered and clapped as the happy couple kissed to please them. 

the real venice wedding

the real venice wedding

Shortly after, we caught a taxi to Piazza San Marco, the bustling main square of Venice where live bands play traditional songs as affluent tourists drank their €20 glasses of Prosecco in the square borders. As a cool breeze blew on my skin and the sight of the famous square approached, I felt overwhelmed to finally be in the floating city.

the real venice

With the sun on our faces, we walked across the square, leaving the crowds behind as we took a right down a narrow street. Carrying on, without a care to our direction, we came across a market where locals were selling jewels, antiques and a variety of treasures. 

the real venice

As the sun began to set behind the terraced buildings, we found ourselves at the peak of the Rialto Bridge, where we gazed at the boats speeding along the grand canal. 

the real venice rialto bridge

Feeling rather peckish, we wandered the narrow streets in search of an authentic restaurant away from the tourist traps next to the canal. Getting deeper into the Venetian maze, Laura spotted a lovely family owned restaurant with a few outside tables. Tucked away on the corner of a cobbled path, it was a perfect chance to soak in the real Venice.

After a selection of fresh bread with Italian olive oil, I ordered a beautiful zucchini shrimp pasta with fresh basil pesto, a dish I have tried to replicate on many occasions. We sipped on Prosecco watching passers by, imagining translations for the conversations that happened around us, particularly from the wife and husband of the restaurant that served us.

the real venice

Thanking the family for their delicious food, we ventured back out into the Venetian jungle. Along a dark hidden street we spotted the lights and laughter of a small cosy bar where we shared a bottle of fizz and listened to the chatter of the locals around us. Looking back I now regret not noting down the names of these places, a typical traveller problem, however if I was to go back I would only wander the streets a second time, looking for more authentic tastes of Venice.

the real venice

the real venice

A little merry, and as happy as two girls in Venice can be, we got out our maps and aimed for the direction of the Piazza San Marco. Taking a left here and a right there, we stumbled upon glittering jewellers, authentic craft shops and cosy cafes we only hoped we could find in the morning.

the real venice

the real venice

Turning yet another corner, we heard the charming sound of an accordion and were greeted by the sight of four Italian men playing traditional music as small crowds gathered around and danced. 

the real venice

It was one of those moments that has stuck with me, for when I close my eyes I can still hear them singing. I truly felt I had found the real Venice.

the real venice

the real venice

As we waited for the boat that would take us to our hotel, a cruise through the dimly lit rivers, I listened to the music that played to the tourists on the Piazza San Marco. Unlike those around me, I couldn’t help but feel that I had been a part of a true Venetian experience.

real venice

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20 Comments

  1. 7th June 2016 / 10:15 pm

    I’m always impressed when people remember the names of the places they stop to eat in and can share recommendations with me. Like you, I never think to write it down and I will never remember the name, but plop me back in that city and I could probably find it again.

    • 12th June 2016 / 2:34 am

      I’ve made sure to carry a mini notebook with me now so I can write it all down! Otherwise I’ll always forget!

  2. 7th June 2016 / 5:07 pm

    I love your photos, I love that you got to experience the real Venice. I went once, a lon time ago when I was too young to appreciate this magnificent city. It’s on my bucket list to get back there, for sure.

    • 12th June 2016 / 2:36 am

      Thank you Carolann, I couldn’t stop taking pictures in Venice it truly is beautiful. Definitely go back when you can, its a place where new things can always be discovered.

    • 12th June 2016 / 2:37 am

      Thanks Tanja!

  3. 23rd May 2016 / 12:47 am

    Venice has long been one of my bucket list destinations it looks so beautiful and thank you so much for sharing! I’m glad you liked it I just can’t wait to experience it for myself 🙂 xox

    • 12th June 2016 / 2:38 am

      Thanks for coming on over to have a read! Really hope you get to go soon, it really is a beautiful timeless place.

  4. 13th May 2016 / 5:33 pm

    So many people complain about the crowds in Venice and, I admit, I do too sometimes. But Venice is so much more than a tourist trap. The city is truly magical and straying away from the main tourist traps allows for a much more authentic experience–especially in terms of food! Glad you enjoyed your time in one of the world’s most timeless cities!

    • 16th May 2016 / 3:16 pm

      I’m so glad you agree! It can be so easy to get swept up into the tourist scene, I have done it many times. But quite often wandering off and ‘getting lost’ in a city is the best way to discover its true treasures.

  5. 11th May 2016 / 7:14 pm

    Stunning photos (and story!) I went to Venice once, but it was only for a day so I’d love to go back. Italy is one of my favourite countries 🙂

    • 16th May 2016 / 3:15 pm

      Thank you Jenni!
      Me too, it’s the perfect combination of culture, scenery and food! I hope you get to go back one day 🙂

    • 12th June 2016 / 2:39 am

      Thank you Jenni! Me too, I think I would be very happy living in Italy. I’d love to go back too, so much to see!

  6. 10th May 2016 / 11:06 pm

    Loved this post! You’re getting me very excited for my first trip to Venice in about a month!
    – Jessica
    Miss Moore Style

    • 11th May 2016 / 3:59 pm

      Thanks Jessica! Oh fantastic have fun! Hopefully you get to discover some of hidden Venice!

    • 11th May 2016 / 4:00 pm

      Thank you 🙂 You definitely should go

      Eppie x

  7. 10th May 2016 / 11:46 am

    Venice looks beautiful and how lovely you got to see some newlyweds 🙂

    • 10th May 2016 / 4:01 pm

      It truly is, have you been? It was such a magical moment 🙂

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