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Grappa
... and voila there is grappa. I reallly do not like it, it is way too strong for me, but it was nice to see anyway. Since it was beginning of winter, they put up a fake ice-skating field in the middle of the square. It was a beautiful, sunny day and the ice-pad felt a little out of place, but the idea is very nice.
On our way home we stopped at cittadella, which is medieval city, that still has the old ...
From Vans to Gondolas
... see the famous balcony. It’s worth missing. As we ate lunch, lots of people came by and were taking photos. We were surprised to discover that they weren’t dazzled by our beauty and taking photos of us when we checked out the plaque on the wall outside our restaurant and discovered it was Romeo’s fictitious home – didn’t have nearly the draw that Juliet’s did but equally missable.
GianLuca drove us as far into Venice ...
Jammin, Jammin, and I hope you like Jammin too!
... had the new wood smell (new wood smell... I am aware how that sounds, but strangely it's true, just like a car has new car smell, freshly made bungalows have a new wood smell!). As we arrived on the Wednesday and we were only attending The Jam (as it shall be henceforth named) on the Thursday (it was a three day-er), we decided to hit up Venice (because when in Rome... Oh god, how many times has that joke been used in Italian travel blogs? Sigh...).
We caught the ...
The Venitian Mask
... point. Tom took some really good ones.
It wasn’t long before we were approached by a Gondola driver. I have always wanted to tour the Venice canals on a authentic Gondola. Seriously, when you think of Venice, isn’t the Gondola the epitome of your thoughts? Touristy? Yes. But I didn’t care, that was one thing I wanted to do. The weather was great, and the tide was up, therefore, making it a perfect time to indulge. Off ...
Romantilisem kui Pariis
... kogunenud põhiliselt kohalikke, kes elavalt kätega vehkides suhtlesid ning jälgisid silmanurgast jalgpalli. Ja ühel õhtul oli eriti oluline mäng, sest muusika pandi ka kinni ja keerati telekahääl sisse ning kulminatsiooni hetkel võis kuulda rõõmsaid hõiskeid. Söögi kohta ei saa vist Itaalia puhul kunagi halbu sõnu öelda, seni pole õnnestunud pettuda, pigem on oht ...