My Cheap Trip to Venice
Yesterday’s Eye Magazine had a neat little section in their travel section about “Five Trips Under $100” for the cash-strapped adventurer, and it made me think of a little low-budget traveling I did a few years ago.
A few years ago for Valentine’s Day, I decided to go out on a limb and take someone special to Venice on a very limited budget. Here’s how it went:
- First, I borrowed a canoe from my friend (yes, I have friends that own canoes), set it up in my apartment, and decorated it like a gondola, complete with cardboard cutout oarsman. Around the canoe, I created a canal with kraft paper painted blue (with some fish thrown in) and a dock leading up to the canoe.
- Next, I hopped on the Internet, grabbed a whole bunch of photos of Venice and set them up in a slideshow, which I then projected onto the wall in front of the canoe.
- In the corner of the living room, I then set up a faux-restaurant, with Italian decor and candles and all, where I set up a pasta dinner that I had just made in the kitchen.
- Finally, I set up a music mix of sounds from the Venetian canals, Italian classics, and that music they always play with fireworks (which I timed to coincide with fireworks being projected onto the wall after dinner).
Sure, it took some work and preparation — and a whole lot of imagination — but it wasn’t all too expensive, and it was definitely an experience never to forget. If you’re cash-strapped but still want to take a special someone on a memorable trip, this just might be the way to do it.
Eye’s list of five low-budget trips is Toronto-specific, but equally as interesting:
- ALL-NIGHT SAFARI: Stay up with a friend, midnight to dawn, and watch the weird rhythms of our mean streets like a Martian scientist. Check out sunrise from a clear vantage point and reward yourselves with a huge buffet breakfast at a four-star hotel. High and low never looked so good together.
- CHINATOWN AS A PRIVATE EXPERIMENT: Chinatown, Little India, mini-Hanoi — whatever. Smell the smells, ask big questions, buy fat purple things and cook them up to an imported CD of the culture’s music. If they kill you, too bad. At least you didn’t die of boredom.
- URBAN CAMPING: Surprisingly, most Canadian cities have real campgrounds in adjacent suburbs, charging $22 for a tent site, $8 for firewood, etc. The raccoon-screeching comes free. Those white things in the sky are called stars.
- LONG HIKE ON A SHORT PIER: People now windsurf out in Hamilton Bay in late winter and early spring, against the background of Steeltown’s skyward flame-throwers. For the price of a GO Train ticket, you too can make friends with global warming, one blue toe at a time.
- SPECIALIZED CITY TOURS: Everybody’s an expert on something very focused these days: 19th-century ghost houses, Mafia hitman sites, Modernist architecture. Find the guide and you’ll find the weirdness that Gran and Gramp knew as daily life.
Each of those ideas above are great, and I’ve done all of them (some of them regularly) except for number 4, which I’m going to have to try out as soon as exams are done in two weeks.