The Venezian Islands.

The second day spent in Venice we decided to venture out. We hopped on a Vaporetto and started riding down the Grand Canal. First destination: Murano. Murano is famous for glass blowing; practically every store and stall was filled with hand made glass and glass-art. There were larger glass works statued throughout the town. We watched a demonstration. The furnace room reminded me of something from the past. Glass blowing is apparently a very hard profession. The man was younger than i expected, and he made a vase and a glass horse almost perfectly in about 5 minutes. The town is much like venice with its canals and bridges but much quainter and even quieter. The day itself was beautiful.

After another fresh Italian pizza covered in Gorgonzola cheese, we moved onto Burano. Burano is famous for Lace, but we went for another reason. Every house is painted in a bright colour. Red, Yellow, Pink, Orange, Blue, Green.. Each wife used to paint her house the colour of her husband's fishing boat, and the tradition has continued leaving the town a canvas of bright box houses. I would love to live in such a colourful place, it simply brings a smile to your face.

It's so funny that each place in the world, even each island just a short distance across the water, ends up so unique. Everything is it's own. I love that about this world. I love things that are their own, not cookie-cutter like the world i'm used to.