I felt it my necessary duty as a travel blogger to dock as many hours as possible at Carnevale. Strictly for research purposes, of course. So after a serious 12-hour run this Saturday, I am now posed with the challenge of describing Carnevale in words. Almost impossible, but here is my best shot.
Close your eyes and imagine Halloween, Winter Music Conference, New Year's Eve, Mardi Gras Cirque du Soleil, and an 18th Century masquerade ball. Now roll them all into one big party and paint Venice as your backdrop. Add thousands of people all pulsing to the same drum beat as they dance through the narrow alleys and spill out into grand squares. Add endless bottles of red wine. Feel the mist of a light rain and hear dozens of foreign languages around you.
Open your eyes. This is Carnevale.
Close your eyes and imagine Halloween, Winter Music Conference, New Year's Eve, Mardi Gras Cirque du Soleil, and an 18th Century masquerade ball. Now roll them all into one big party and paint Venice as your backdrop. Add thousands of people all pulsing to the same drum beat as they dance through the narrow alleys and spill out into grand squares. Add endless bottles of red wine. Feel the mist of a light rain and hear dozens of foreign languages around you.
Open your eyes. This is Carnevale.
More serious journalistic reporting to come from Fat Tuesday. Stay tuned.
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