Venice possesses a bit of dreary charm. Even on the sunniest of days, it feels a little bit like an old, faded photograph you might pull out of a shoebox from the attic. Gray, stone walkways bordering each murky green canal, piazzas flanked by sepia-toned historical buildings, facades that have chipped away over time to look perfectly flawed. But this traditional Venetian experience—the one which takes place in the famed canal city—is juxtaposed beautifully by the pop of color that is Burano, a lagoon island about a 45 minute boat ride away.
Do you remember when Dorothy’s house lands after the twister in The Wizard of Oz? She gets swept up in grayscale Kansas, and when the house lands she cautiously opens the door to see every vivid, vibrant color imaginable—a cheery, golden pathway of bricks, lush greenery, and those twinkling ruby red slippers.