After four nights and the best part of five days in Venice I'm now back in the UK.
Venice is truly beautiful. The old buildings, canals, bridges and narrow passageways produce a unique and romantic experience. It's a photographer's dream - it's hard to take a poor photo in Venice.
If you like your ice cream, you will love Venice. There are all sorts of flavours including banana, apple, pear, tiramisu, my favourite pistachio, and even chocolot hazelnut if you travel to the right area.
But for how long can these feelings last? If you are like me then I'd recommend going for two nights, otherwise you may grow a little weary of the trekking back and forth across the city. Believe me, you will be doing a lot of walking, even if you take the river bus boats. This can be quite a task with temperatures reaching nearly 30 Degrees Celcius (approx.) at this time of the year.
Another reason to go earlier (or later) in the year is hayfever. Don't forget your medicine if you are a fellow sufferer. I had to double my dosage and was still sneezing and sniffing constantly. Three out of the four people in my group suffered very badly.
Another thing you may not like is being totally swamped by the sheer number of tourists. Venice seems to be 99% tourists, 1% locals! The big site-seeing spots are obviously the worst. Piazza San Marco was awful, with people everwhere. I truly hated being there, though there was some restbite inside the impressive Doge's Palace. It's definately worth doing some exploring and walking along the hidden back streets to enjoy the beauty of Venice without hoardes of people on your heels.
Other things to watch out for are the expensive yet poor restaurants, which mostly make you pay a cover charge and then whack on 12% service. Take a guide book to avoid dissapointments. Cruel as it may be, we had a good laugh at one of our friends who had a very bad squid cooked in it's own black ink (very brave!). As bad as it was he still finished it all off!
My last winge is about mosquitoes. On the first night I had a disturbed night's sleep with that horrible buzzing noise around my head. Despite wearing long trousers tucked into my socks (yes, that's right!) and a long sleeved shirt, they got me four times: once in each hand and once on each ear! My ears were swollen and fat for two days and the itchyiess was unbearable. I felt like Dumbo!
All in all, I'm very happy to be home. The cold rainy weather was a joy to behold upon our touchdown at Heathrow.