Where is Bec and J?: Pasta, Pizza and Pinot! Yum, Yum, Yum!

When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that’s… well, something - I don’t think Venice though (?) but somehow that song always reminds me of the place.

Jarratt and I have just spent the last long weekend, in Venice. We arrived late Friday evening in time to check in and grab our first slice of pizza and a bottle of Italy’s finest red before spilling into bed.

Saturday we rose late and made our way out for some fine Italian coffee and sun!!! We then spent the better part of the day wandering in and out of Venice’s beautiful canals and streets – whilst working on our tans. Unfortunately, we weren’t the only ones to have the clever idea of nipping off to Venice for the long weekend. Before we even hit the Rialto Bridge we were in the midst of happy tourists – yet, unphased and without a schedule to live (and die) by we pressed on happily strolling through the shops – checking out the Carnival masks and being gobsmacked by some of the ridiculous asking prices of Murano glass! That night we ate on the Grand Canal overlooking the Rialto Bridge where we were treated to a feathered friend dinner guest and a free painting!

Sunday we rose late, again! (Yay for Bec! I know you all appreciate how rare it is on a Bec and J “holiday” to get a sleep in – least of all consecutive ones – so please, get excited for me!) Before boarding the number 1 ferry for a leisurely - and much more cost efficient than a gondola - ride down the Grand Canal ending at San Marco Square, or St Marks to those less in the know ;) We then climbed the stairs to the terrace lookout of the Basilica and watched the clock tower toll midday. The rest of the afternoon was spent chilling out by the canals, eating way too much gelato, drinking way to much pinot and spending way too much on glass – I think we now own more than Venice – But boy, was it a fun weekend. We then called it a night at Gino’s, which had fast become our favourite Italian haunt, before making a mad dash across town (not in 20 minutes, that’s for sure) to see San Marco Square all lit up by night.

Monday we headed back to old London town, stopping via brick lane for a curry on our way home. This weekend we are meant to be going horse-riding in Wales, but may postpone upon the arrival of Deano. Tomorrow, we’re off to opening night of Shakespeare’s Globe to see… (wait for it)….. (wait for it)…. Romeo and Juliet!!! YAY!!!