Michelin starred restaurant Venissa, on Mazzorbo island, promotes a slow travel experience, encouraging visitors to spend more time exploring the lagoon, enjoying typical products, meeting its few inhabitants. All surrounded by striking views. Our friends and whoever took one of our Venice tours, know the small islands in the Northern lagoon have a special place in Have a Glass in Venice’s heart. We couldn’t be happier to lead our guests towards these magic spots, unknown to

Thursday, first day of summer. Venice’s main areas of interest are overcrowded; public water buses and taxis obstruct the Canal Grande, while gondolas throng the minor waterways; restaurants and fast food chains around Piazza San Marco are literally assaulted, while the usual, never-ending line stands at the Basilica’s entrance. A Venice connoisseur wouldn’t wait a minute to escape this magnificent hell on earth, taking refuge into the minor islands or in the quiet Giudecca,

Back from our last adventure in the Venetian lagoon, where we were blessed by a warm sunny day, we felt so excited, fulfilled and grateful that we decided to turn the entire experience directly into a tour. A special suggestion for our friends who would like to spend a different Sunday and a recommendation for the adventurous visitors willing to explore the lagoon’s off the beaten paths. This is the chronicle of about 8 hours of pure joy: 10:00 am - Destination → Mazzorbo. Ha

Crazily enough, all of a sudden it’s summer and after ice, rain and hailstorms, we look just like butterflies attempting to get out of their cocoons: wrinkled, clumsy and a little shy. In order to stretch out the wings, what’s better than a first float on the marvellous lagoon garden of Sant’Erasmo island? Lying north of the Lido and north east of Venice, this large piece of land for centuries has been supplying Venetians with any kind of fruits and vegetables. On the island,

According to historical sources, houses in Burano are variously colored because fishermen, in ancient times, needed to be able to find the route to their own homes, despite fog and bad weather. On the other side, some locals report that, at the end of their workdays, they used to get so drunk that it would have been impossible for them to recognize their way home without the help of vivaciously painted walls... Whatever might be the truth, Burano, as the many, scarcely popula