Venice is beautiful, but it’s also a maze of elbows and camera flashes. I took the boat to Burano because I needed air, not another selfie spot. The ride was slow—almost boring—but the quiet was the point. On Burano, the houses are painted like someone refused to pick just one favorite color. It’s not a secret, but it feels like one. I wandered, alone, past laundry lines and old men arguing in dialect. No one cared if I was there. I liked that. If you need a break from Venice’s noise, take the boat. Not for the photos. For the space to breathe. #Travel #TravelWithoutCrowds #VeniceUnfiltered