"Carnival Venezia: The Ship That’s Basically Venice (But With More Pizza)" 🍕🛶🎭

#cruiseholiday Hold onto your gondola hats, because Carnival Venezia isn’t just a cruise—it’s a floating Italian fantasy where every corner feels like a postcard and the carbs never stop. I just got back, and my pasta baby is still growing. Here’s the scoop: First Impressions: Stepping into Marco Polo Plaza was like walking into St. Mark’s Square—Venetian masks, opera singers belting Nessun Dorma, and the smell of Il Viaggio’s garlic knots 🧄 mixing with espresso martinis from Frizzante. The vibe? “La dolce vita with a side of chaos.” The “This Can’t Be Real” Moment: The Grand Canal—a stunning indoor promenade with glowing bridges and strolling musicians (yes, I ugly-cried). But the real hidden gem? La Strada Grill’s 3 AM meatball sliders (ask for extra marinara). 🍝 Foodie Heaven: Amari’s squid ink pasta turned my teeth black (worth it). But the *24-hour* Pizzeria del Capitano’s Nutella calzone? A drunken revelation. 🍫 My “Bellini-Fueled” Itinerary: ⏰ 8 AM: Cornetti at Caffè del Doge (like croissants, but Italian). ⏰ 12 PM: Carnivale Mask-Making (glitter disaster). ⏰ 4 PM: Aperol spritz in the Piazza (people-watching = sport). ⏰ 8 PM: Fahrenheit 555 (ate steak with a gold fork). ⏰ 12 AM: Piano Bar (Volare sing-along = mandatory). Pro Tip: Ride the water shuttle in Venice pre-cruise—it’s cheaper than Carnival’s excursion! Also, Gondola Lounge’s limoncello tiramisu will ruin you. 🍰 Final Verdict: 100/10, left carbo-loaded, slightly tipsy, and already planning my Venetian revenge tour. Arrivederci! 🇮🇹