The city floats. There are no cars on the islands of Venice. The primary way to get around is the Vaporetto (waterbus). The sophisticated system of canals are the veins of Venice; houses still have their main doors facing the water and a back door facing the street. Tourism swallows everything here, and everyone seems to be linked to the service industry. People of Venice are proud and care about the sanctity of the island. The alleys and canals are clean, and trash is collected regularly — we got a knock on our Airbnb early Saturday morning to ensure we dispose our garbage properly.
Venice was a mesmerizing island that I fell in love with as soon as I walked out the train station, and left with my head still looking back at it. It was a sad goodbye. Until the next Spritz by the canal.