Have you ever been strolling around in a foreign city, captivated by the atmosphere, wondering what it would be like to live life 'full time' there, when something from above catches your eye; someone opens a window or moves a curtain, and you notice the apartment. You think: What a charming place. And then you (enviously) wonder what it'd be like to live there. You start to daydream about yourself living in THAT cool apartment, and having a taste of living life as a citizen of the town from there.

Fulvia's place is that apartment.

And we imagined that was exactly the the expression we observed in the eyes of those who passed by underneath when they looked up at us.
But rather than being an uptight affair of stuffiness that one imagines staying in a place which attracts that kind of envy should inevitably bring, our stay there was comfortable and cozy. Due in no small part to the wonderfully warm hostess, Fulvia, who supplies the place with pretty much every convenience: plenty of towels, well stocked kitchen including microwave, fast internet connection and even shampoo and body wash.

The floor plan of the apartment is perfect for allowing the early retiring (e.g., children) to go to bed without being disturbed by those who wish to remain awake and enjoy a glass of wine under 15th century wooden beams in a living room with glorious large, gothic windows.

We have been to Venice two other times and have almost no recollection of where we stayed. Why would we? Venice the city itself is the show stopper. But this apartment holds its own in that magnificent town. I'm pretty sure we'll remember Fulvia's place. Thank you Fulvia, we'll have wonderful memories of our stay with you!