Hello, hello!! I hope you all had a fabulous weekend. We had cool and windy Spring weather, so between the soccer and baseball games, we tackled the dumping zone, aka, our garage. I went at it so fast and hard, I didn’t even take pictures. I’m sure you all know what a hot-mess-garage looks like, so you won’t miss those ‘Before’ shots…but I am pretty excited about some of the new organizational systems coming together out there. I’ll be sure to share once it’s complete.
We didn’t have to worry about the weather in Italy, because it was warm and sunny everyday! We never needed more than a light jacket, and you’ll see on future {Trip Reports}, I was even in sundresses a few days. Burano is so small, it’s really just a day-trip, but the town is so charming, it deserves it’s own post.
It’s a quick and easy trip from Venice to the island of Burano. Using the same vaporetto pass as is needed to get around Venice, board the #12 boat for the 30-minute ride. The boat will stop at Murano first, known for it’s blown-glass, but we stayed on, and continued to Burano.
Burano is famous for the centuries-old lacemaking. But I loved it for the rows of brightly colored homes, lining small channels. Each one is painted a different vibrant color, but all have the same dark green shutters. If an owner wishes to repaint, they have to request it through the government, who then tells them what colors are permitted for their lot. Talk about Homeowners Association!
We tried to decide which color we’d want if we had our own little row house. I’m leaning towards pink, but the Mister has a thing for Barney purple.
The main canal has a few shops and restaurants, along with some souvenir carts, but that’s about it!
No, this isn’t Pisa, nor is the picture crooked….this tower really leans.
While on Burano, we did what we do best….wander around and eat.
This was the day I finally felt like myself again…can you tell I’m pretty excited? And high on sugar.
If by fate you find yourself in Venice, take the magic one step further and visit Burano.
What color house would you choose? Can you even imagine living in such a small, quaint, floating village?