Venice, Italy. May 2007
The last trip I took to Italy, I stayed two nights in Venice. I'd been to Venice before, but always as one of those dreaded Daytrippers- in on a morning train, out before dinner.
This time around would be different. There would be no rushing around to see everything, and I would take the time to watch this city, one of the most magical places on earth, twinkle at night.
We stayed at a little hotel just a few zig-zagged alleyways from Piazza San Marco. Upon our arrival, we were ushered into an antique-filled sitting area, with French doors that opened directly onto a canal, to wait for a water taxi to bring our luggage.
And we were served, from a silver tray, bellinis.
Never before had anything tasted so perfect as that sparkling peach cocktail, drank standing in a doorway overlooking the city in which is was created.