I didn’t make any plans in Italy. I wanted to avoid pressure, and Italy was mainly a transfer stop before Poland, the final country of my Europe trip. I only searched for the city with the airport I used, and that’s how I found Treviso. Since it was close to Venice—the City of Water—I decided on a quick trip the day after arriving from Spain.
After breakfast, I set off. Everything felt new and a little overwhelming, but somehow I managed and finally arrived in Venice. The city was beautiful, with houses standing directly on the water—something I had only seen in pictures. The tourist areas were packed, and I wandered with the crowd, browsing souvenir shops. In one store, a kind owner suggested a book with a cat on the cover. I bought it, and I’ll share it on my blog someday.
Time was short, only three to four hours, so I walked quickly. After some gelato, I strayed from the tourist paths and entered quieter alleys. Without a set plan, I simply followed my footsteps. Soon I reached a residential area, where laundry hung across rooftops between buildings. It surprised me, because in Korea you rarely see such scenes.
As I hurried back toward the train station, I had to adjust my schedule. But I felt no stress—only gratitude. You can’t buy these moments in Venice. Even when I got lost in the residential maze, I stayed positive. I wasn’t just a visitor checking off sights—I felt like a traveler, willing to enjoy the journey itself.
Sometimes we need to live for moments that may never come again. I chose paths others might not have taken, but I have no regrets. I experienced something unique, something I will always remember.
What decisions have you made when you were at a fork in life?