What you’re about to read over the next two Fridays is simply one of the most romantic first dates ever! I kid you not, it’s pretty awesome! It spans over two days and one night.
Day one began with a proposal. Not ours, but a friend of ours proposed to his soon-to-be wife as we sailed into Venice. Pretty nice proposal, huh? It was my first time in Venice. Paul asked me to spend the day with him and offered to show me around the city. We wandered through the winding alleyways and happened upon a pizzeria. My introduction to authentic Italian cuisine. After an incredible pizza, we set out to explore “The Floating City.” It was mind-blowing! We held hands as we strolled past historic buildings, cathedrals, and canals.
Paul stopped at a local floral stand and purchased a fragrant bouquet of lavender daisies for me. Carrying the flowers in my arms, made me feel just as lovely as Sophia Loren in a classic foreign film. All the women would jealously glare at me with my flowers, and then scowl at their men. It was a perfect day, and then… my camera fell to the ground and (sniff) died. Can you believe it? Here I was, in Venice, one of the most breathtaking locations in all the world and no way to document my visit. Paul felt sorry for my loss, so he took me to a cafe and bought me an espresso to make me feel better. Have you ever tried an Italian espresso? It tastes awful. I do not like them. I held my nose and downed it like it was cough syrup, which made Paul laugh hysterically. (Fact, he still, to this day, giggles at that mental image!) After the espresso (and a bellini), we continued on our walk and Paul took photos for me with his trusty travel-sized Canon camera.
Our first date story, continues next week… stay tuned for gondola rides and starry, starry nights.