In Burano, we were flat out flabbergasted. To say it was beautiful was an understatement. The island, or what little we saw, was a total heaven for me. The colorful houses were delightful. The little canal in the middle of town was charming. The whole town is so picturesque that we embraced our tourist status to the fullest in our very limited time. This is my favorite Venetian island of the four I've seen (Venice, Murano, Burano and Lido)
Burano is known for lacemaking and its brightly colored houses. I read that the colors of the houses follow a specific system originating from the golden age of its development and if one wants to paint his house, he has to send a request to the government who will then reply with the colors allowed for use.
Floating ruins near Burano.
Are we there yet?
Well dressed men.
Pink bike on peach wall.
Must be the lateness of the afternoon, but I thought the locals outnumber the tourists, especially when we reached St. Martin church and the square where the church was located was filled with school-age kids playing.
Church - view from the square.
Church from the canal view, with leaning tower.
The non-touristy area.
One last shot of Burano from the water bus as we sailed away.
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