I'm trying to pinpoint what made Venice so great, and what I think it really comes down to is that it was it was our first time in months being in a summer climate. The weather in England affected me more than I thought it would, and there is no feeling more freeing than stepping outside in sandals. I really recommend it.
We were pretty much all on the same page once we arrived: prosecco, pizza, pasta, repeat. In between, we visited museums and took strolls through all the winding streets, stopping for gelato every couple of feet.
I had heard that Venice was going to be unbearably touristy, but it ended up being probably one of the more relaxing cities we visited. Rome was a different story.
It probably didn't help that we were cramming everything into one day, but at the same time, one day was absolutely enough. Whenever we were in the museums and buildings and ruins there was a wonderful sense of awe and calm, but the moment you step outside there are people pushing you and harassing you and trying to sell you things and after spending two/three days floating on water and sipping wine, the city of Rome was pretty jarring. But that blue sky, though.
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