After six weeks apart (Josh stayed in Utah to work during my Alaskan visit), Josh and I spend our first moments together canoodling while listening to the Ellie Goulding Pandora station. Great love is about enjoying the small things.
After a nine hour plane ride (and ten hour time difference!), we landed in Venice at 9am and boarded a water taxi.
Basically, this city is magic. The fact that a place like Venice exists in this world kind of blows my mind. I'll let the pictures make the case for me.
After a tour of Murano and Burano, the former known for its Venetian glass and the latter known for its Venetian lace, we needed a pick-me-up. Enter gelato. We had several locations marked on our map, so it was no trouble finding a shop (or two). After a hunt for some artwork, we took a tour of the less-touristy part of the city, which was pretty boring but gave everyone a chance to take lots of pictures.
The next stop was a gondola ride during sunset.
After dinner at La Bitta, a lovely restaurant in the Dorsoduro district, we took another water taxi to Piazza San Marco, where we watched two dueling orchestras perform until midnight. We strolled into the hotel somewhere around one in the morning, not quite sure how our bodies functioned so well with the crazy time change and agenda, but completely caught up in the magic of our perfect day in Venice.