Whilst we basked in the sun last weekend, new recruit Emily was busy getting rained on in that floating city we like to call Venice.
She told us a little bit about her trip to give us an insight in to how life in the north of England fares up against that in the north of Italy.
The first thing that struck was the sheer volume of people in the city. I suppose Venice on an average day is comparable to Harrogate on the Tour de France weekend, minus the Lycra.
Each little bridge in the vast network of canals is filled with eager tourists trying to get the perfect photo. From #selfies to those ‘mid-jump-manic-smile-hands-in-the-air’ shots, you can guarantee this city has seen it all. But laugh as we do, it’s understandable that everyone gets so snap-happy, this place is stunning.
There was one slightly depressing sight however, and that was this:
Seems a sad reality of the modern world that whilst stood in the middle of this incredible feat of architecture, most people were more interested in having a pigeon sit on their head.
The only condolence is that they all got pooped on.
‘Un pomeriggio a Venezia’ vs an afternoon in Harrogate
It’s four pm in Harrogate and the locals are flowing in to Baltzersens for their afternoon flat whites and earl greys. Four pm in Venice and the locals are flowing in to one of the significantly more pricey cafes in the impressive Piazza San Marco.
Whilst those in Harrogate relax to the mellow beats of the Baltzersens mix-tape, the Venetians are serenaded by the traditional band from Caffè Florian – one of Italy’s oldest cafés.
Fast-forward two hours and it’s time for an aperitif. In Harrogate, Norse customers sample house infused snaps as they watch bleary-eyed shoppers head home for the evening. In Venice, they enjoy spritz by the canal as the gondolas drift by.
Spritz is a curiously bright drink served mainly in the north east of Italy. Made with prosecco, Aperol liquor and sparkling water, it has an unusual bittersweet taste that’s surprisingly refreshing. It’s also deceptively strong and often leaves you wondering whether it should be served so close to the waters edge.
Venice is a beautiful city with so much to discover, a weekend is just enough to scratch the surface. I’ll certainly be back again, and I know where I’ll be staying this time..