We stayed at Fulva's charming palace for 3 days in March of 2014. I chose her apartment based mostly on the positive reviews regarding the owner and her helpfulness. The only concern I had going in was that she allowed pets and I have allergies. Well, there is ZERO sign of pets ever being in her place. The apartment is large and very clean and smells fresh. The kitchen had everything I needed including several European stove top coffee makers. After using them I bought one of my own to take home...yum!

And true to the reviews, Fulva was a sweetheart who spoke English very well and like a welcoming old friend she met us at the palace right on time. She told us of the history of the dwelling and gave us a tour of the workings of things associated with her home. She also had a nice informational scrap book put together about the offerings of the area and a large map of Venice laid out to reference during our stay.

I purposely wanted to be away from the tourist areas of Venice to get more of a neighborhood feel for living there. Fulva's home fit the bill. We ate 2 meals in and 1 out. There is a small butcher shop near and a out door market to buy meats, cheese's, fruits and vegetables. Quaint owner run restaurants and bars are also just down the street, yet you are never in the crowed tourist area's unless you choose to be. It is a bit of a walk to get to St. Mark's Square etc. so we purchased the public transportation water bus ticket that lasted our entire stay. Once we figured out how to use it we would jump on and off the water bus to see all the sights of Venice and them retreat to Fulva's home for peace and quite.

A few tips: Although it is not entirely necessary, in hind sight I wish we would have taken the time to learn at least a few Italian phrases before out trip. Being out of tourist areas at times the language barrier was a struggle with the locals. Also I wish I would have packed lighter. Fulva's washer works great and she has a clothes line for drying. She also had a blow dryer for your hair. The sound from hell is the sound of me dragging my suitcase's over the cobble stone streets and on the trams and boats of Europe.