Ciao a tutti! My name is Emma and I’m a Scottish girl with an Italian heart and a fond, almost obsessive penchant for Venice. I’ve quite frankly no idea where my infatuation came from – I don’t have the pleasure of an Italian nonna, I didn’t holiday in L’Italia as a child, nor have I been swept off my feet by an alluring Casanova (chance would have been a fine thing). One day I simply decided to pack my bag and go to Italy. On that trip I discovered Venice. I returned the next year, and the year after that, and the… well, you get the gist.
I live in Aberdeen, Scotland, passing each working day in a completely un-Venice related job whilst plotting my Italian escape route. I don’t live in Venice (yet – give me time, the husband will come around eventually), but I aspire to live out my days sitting at a desk with a laptop in front of me, writing for a living and staring out the window of my Venice apartment with a coffee in one hand, watching the world go by on the canal below. All very Carrie Bradshaw and Sex and the Venetian City. But without the sex element. Okay, maybe the sex element.
And so I’ve started this blog, not because my husband is sick of my chat being littered with the V word or the majority of my sentences beginning with, ‘this one time, in Venice…’, but because if I’m going to channel my inner Carrie Bradshaw and make this canal-view apartment a reality then I need to start somewhere. And where better to start than with a blog to share my thoughts, musings, anecdotes, and disasters of La Serenissima with others who love reading, talking, listening and writing about Venice as much as I do.
I don’t pretend to be an expert in Venice, its history, or culture, but I’ve read enough Francesco Da Mosto books and gotten lost in the city enough times to know a little about the place, and I want to share all of this with like-minded Venetian wannabes and help other aspiring wannabes with planning their first experiences of Venice.
At the insistence of others I do venture outside the Veneto region from time to time. Whilst I was initially shocked to learn that Italy continues south of Venice’s Ponte della Libertá, I am continually and pleasantly delighted to discover other Italian towns. To ensure that we all get a little respite from our Venetian malaise, I’ll talk about these lovely places too sometimes.
Lastly, I feel compelled to explain the reasoning behind the name of my blog. After returning from my first few Italian sojourns, my sister would always greet me with cries of, ‘Bella, Bella!’, this being the only Italian word she knew. Being her little sister, it later evolved to ‘Little Bella.’ And the name stuck. So I guess we have my sister to thank for all of this!
Emma, aka. Little Bella