I could talk about how difficult travelling on a gap year is, because it is definitely challenging. Studying Italian for the first time is tough, and the language course I'm doing is far from a walk in the park. I'm in a foreign city all by myself, and I'll be honest, not knowing anyone here does feel a bit weird at times. And if we're going down that route, I could tell you that NO, I didn't bother looking up directions to my appartment beforehand like my mother told me advised, and YES, I did then spend an hour and a half lugging a 20 kilo suitcase around most of the Island before I eventually found it. I could moan endlessly about getting lost all of the time in the labyrinth of tiny alleys, and dead ends, and alleys that look like dead ends but aren't, and the alleys that look like dead ends but are actually bridges...
Good grief, Venice is confusing.
Or I could tell you that I'm having an incredible time.
I've been to two gigs this week. I've seen a Donizetti opera at the famous Venetian opera house La Fenice. I've met loads of brilliant people from all over the world, through the language school. I've celebrated the opening of Carnevale at a huge warehouse party. I've seen San Marco, been to the Gallerie dell'Accademia.. etc.
But in truth, it's a mixture of the two. Whilst travelling alone can be strange, all in all I am absolutely loving it.
I'll keep this blog post short, but I leave you with a brief photo montage of my first week!