Venice, the city of Romance. It’s the best description of the place in one word. I went on a trip to Europe in the year 2002 when I was just 12yrs. The liveliest, welcoming and HAPPENING place in the trip was Venice.
We had just one and a half days to see the whole city of Venice. Since we all were very tired the day we reached, we couldn’t see much, so almost everything was accumulated for the next day’s schedule.
We started our day by visiting some old churches in the city. In the late afternoon, we were taken to the Gondola rides near St. Mark’s square which was such an amazing experience. Me and my sister were playing with the water and splashing it on each other. There were times when we went under the tunnels and it turned so dark and scary. We couldn't see a thing. That was just another level of darkness.Well then later in the evening we went to the St. Mark’s sq. This place was extremely filled with pigeons. One side of the sq. was a big church with domes and arches, the two walls adjacent to the church were a colonnade structure and the fourth side was an open entrance with a beautiful statue of a warrior with a sword in his hand, sitting on a horse in the middle of the entrance.
There were venders selling corn seeds for us to feed the pigeons. When we put corn in our hands, all the pigeons came to us and ate it from our hands, some sitting on the arms and hands and some on the head. They were also supporting themselves on my dad’s collar and eating. It felt so nice to feed the birds. A slight movement in you and they all fly away together. They ditch you and go to another person. And when it started raining, all the people and the pigeons go under the colonnade structure. We were around 14-20 kids in the trip. We were all enjoying our time with the pigeons when our guide gave us the bad news to go back to the ship as we had to see a few other places in the city too. My parents just went to take a photo with the statue and gave us instructions not to move anywhere. But unfortunately the group started moving towards the ship and so I also went along without realizing that my sister was still left behind as she didn’t see the group moving. After the photo my parents also joined the group and on the way they realized that my sister wasn’t in the group. That was one scary feeling I have ever had, he feeling of losing a family member. I was so freaked out and couldn’t believe in what was happening. My parents and the guide ran back to the sq.to find her. Fortunately she was with a family who were about to call the police when they found her. In the mean while my parents reached and got her back to the ship. And guess what…when she came back, all my sympathy for her had gone and I was so jealous of her because the guide had bought her a can of coke…..then we just happily went to see the other places in the city.This was the best trip I have ever had… words: 570
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Garima mendiratta A/2095/2008
