Italian Babymoon 2016: Venice

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Venice.  This was the final stop on the Italian Babymoon.  We flew in to Rome, and flew out of Venice.  I really liked the way we planned this.  We didn't have to circle back to Rome to catch a flight, which was awesome!  We decided to go to Venice because it is kind of one of those places you just have to see.  It was cool, but not my favorite part of Italy.  It feels completely different compared to the other areas we visited.  Also, everything is way more expensive.  So just be prepared to pay a lot more for the same stuff you had in Florence.  However, we did have a lovely time.
Water taxi, canal boat, or walking over many little bridges is how you get around.  Porter and I road the water taxi around a bunch to see the sights.  It's a great way to get a lay of the land.


There is one large canal the taxis go around called The Grand Canal, then countless little canals that the little boats go through.  It was crazy to think that people would walk out their front door and get on a boat to go about their business back in the day.

Porter on board the water taxi.

Venice was likened unto a decaying Disneyland for adult.  Which I totally get.  There are countless meandering streets, alleyways, restaurants and shops to explore.  There really isn't much for kids.  It is extremely romantic at night.  During the day it was so hot and humid.  But once the sun set, all the lights come on, it's gorgeous.  I loved eating by the canals after dusk.


If you go to Venice, you must do a gondola ride after dark.  Yes, it's ridiculously expensive, but it's also one of those once in a lifetime experiences that is totally worth it.  It was my favorite thing we did in Venice.


Our cute little gondolier was fantastic.  He knew so much about the city.




Rialto Bridge



I felt so pregnant! 

We stayed at at the Royal San Marco Hotel.  It was a great location.  Small room and a bit tired, but we were out and about so much that it didn't really matter. 




The second coolest thing we did was breakfast in St. Marks Square.  We ate at The Florian.  They had this fantastic band playing during breakfast.  It was quite magical.  The food was delicious as well. 



Saint Mark's Basillica was beautiful.


We left Italy in quite high spirits feeling very full, very relaxed, and very ready to have this baby!


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