This week is "reading week" (in American words 'spring break'). Maybe the Brits think that will impose a little more guilt on British students to continue their studies during the week. But with my American blood, that was ignored.
We flew in after being heavily diverted from the heavy snow when leaving London. We escaped that evil tempest and landed in Venice mid-day Monday. After wandering around for a few hours without a map of Mestre, we found our hotel, only a 7 minute bus ride from the mainland.
Venturing into the city, we wandered along the canals, stopping for gelato every few hours. There's no getting around it. It's unavoidable. After you have one serving, its impossible to stop. Venice isn't that big, so the streets were pretty jammed. But it was fun to venture into parts of the city that had less people. We walked aimlessly for most of the day, stopping at beautiful churches or waterside views.
One day, we went to Lido, another island close to Venezia that is a bit more deserted and relaxed. We rented a two person biking cart, and circled the entire island, stopping at the beaches or again...for gelato. We were so lucky with our weather and stopped in a hole in the wall pizza place. I can confidently say it was the best pizza I've ever had. Paired with a Peroni, it was heavenly.
Venice caters to my needs as an avid walker, which I love. But it is one of the most visited cities in Europe, regardless of the time of year. It was hard to get seated at a restaurant or on a water taxi just because of the amount of people. It had Alex and me trying out a lot of tucked away, out of sight bars and restaurants, which ended up being the best food I've ever tasted and had us meeting more authentic Venetians than we would have at any Rialto bridge restaurant. I think this is the way I prefer to travel.