When one is in Venice it’s hard not to feel immediately happy once looking at the brightly coloured buildings, boats and bridges. And when the sun comes out? Well everything burns just that little bit brighter for you, including the colour of your coral pants that take it from pleasant to somewhat offensive to passing tourists.
At this point in time, I was also so fair skinned after going through the Australian winter and straight into the European Autumn that any intense sunshine like this sent my body into shock. That shock on top of the initial shock of seeing Venice for the first time and discovering my hotel in fact had an iron, I was dealing with all kinds of shock and awe. At least there really isn’t much else to do in Venice besides getting lost in its backstreets and happily coming to dead ends, walking the canals, watching the sunset and finding inspiration in every tiny pebbled alleyway and around every brightly painted corner. Talk about #firstworldproblems.
Photos by Luke Shadbolt