To build a city where it is impossible to build a city is madness in itself, but to build there one of the most elegant and grandest of cities is the madness of genius. Alexander Herzen
I’ve travelled to Venice twice. The first time I was only 19 years old and I remember Venice as this wonderful dream. At the time I was studying art, so everything I saw was an inspiration. I’d sit on one of the small bridges overlooking a canal, with a sketch book in hand, and watch as the gondolas plied past. I was also spoilt for time, a full week; days where I could get lost in the charming laneways, or gaze inside churches and cathedrals, or sit and watch the gondolas on the Grand Canal.
I had expensive coffee in the Piazzo San Marco, while watching the pigeons foray for crumbs; I heard gondoliers singing, exuberantly gesturing for emphasis; and I gazed up at the Bridge of Sighs, where convicts apparently had their last glimpse of Venice before imprisonment.