"So, we're not staying in Venice?" Ziza stared all about her, taking everything in as she scampered to catch up with Rafiq's long strides across the tarmac. Their nine hours flight from Tamar had landed them in Italy, Venice in the wee hours of the afternoon, Venice time.
It was difficult for her to keep up with Rafiq’s pace whilst trying to absorb as much of her surroundings as she could. This was her first time in Italy before, and Venice was a city to visit. Already, her mind was reeling with all the exciting adventurous activities they would do. Maybe dinner with a perfect view of the Grand Canal, or going on one of those popular gondola rides! Maybe their honeymoon might not be so bad after all.
"No, we are simply passing through." Her heart dropped.
What?
If not Venice then where? Ziza quickly ran up to him.