Oh Venice, where do I begin? Derek drove us overnight from Positano to Venice, and we arrived just in time for breakfast. There is (of course) no driving in Venice, so we parked our car and walked our luggage to our Hotel. After an overnight drive we were pretty exhausted as you can imagine, and our hotel didn’t have check in until 2pm. We figured we’d inquire with the front desk anyways and made our way to Hotel Moresco soaking in the sights of Venice in the morning before the tourists were awake along the way.
When we walked into Hotel Moresco it immediately felt like home away from home. It’s a beautiful boutique hotel and delightfully intimate with it’s petite garden and library bar. The hotel’s staff couldn’t have been more accommodating. They took our bags and set us up with a private breakfast in the library. Bacon, pastry, cheese, fruit and of course all the cappuccino we could drink. Before we knew it an hour had passed, and they opened the library doors to take us to our sweet little suite.
The room was adorable and the most comfortable bed we had layed on in all of Italy. The walk in closet was my particular favorite, so unusual for a smaller hotel but much appreciated. We took long showers, had tea and took a long (much deserved) nap. I woke up from our snooze before Derek, so I decided I would take my time and actually blow out my hair for the first time of our vacation… I suppose I had been giving my hair a vacation as well? Anyways, I put on a plush hotel robe and slippers then blew out my hair. I took my time and did my make up. I grabbed some champagne from the mini bar because I figured, why not? Our last day in Italy! It was so peaceful and quiet and such a luxury because with two little boys at home it’s very rare I get more than 15 minutes to dress myself! When Derek woke up, we left Hotel Moresco in search of caffeine!
Strolling through the canals and listening to the gondoliers, so cheesy and adorable all at the same time!
We found the espresso holy grail, Caffé Florian. We lingered and paid their outrageous sitting fee and listened to the classical musicians that we knew our little Emerson would obsess over. This historic spot is worth the hype.
After a bit more sight seeing, snacking and shopping we popped over to Hotel Bauer where we enjoyed drinks and dinner. This is a must if your in Venice, as the view is perfection and the gondoliers are frequently passing by singing. Magical. A perfect ending to what felt like our second honeymoon. We sat and reflected on our time in Italy, we laughed over busting our asses on slippery rocks in Positano, we day dreamed about more places we’d like to see in this gorgeous country and we made plans to bring the boys back when they are old enough to handle the grueling international flight. I won’t ever forget these moments. Ever.
We left the Bauer at sundown, enjoyed the cocktail hour back at Hotel Moresco and managed to FaceTime with the littles before turning in for the night. The next morning it was back to Milan, to New York, and finally to Houston to squeeze our sweet sons in person! Even after this incredible vacation, nothing could top reuniting with them. We were so lucky to have the boy’s amazing grandparents providing so much fun, love and care for them while we were away. I’m sure it’s something they will look forward to every summer! Right Nana & Chief?! Ha! Until next time… Arrivederci Italy!