Overnight in Marano Lagunare, Italy – Anchored Between Stone and Salt

A peaceful overnight stay in Marano Lagunare between old fishermen’s façades, lagoon waters, and the edge of one of Europe’s most delicate nature reserves.

Tucked between soft lapping water and sleepy stone façades, I landed in Marano Lagunare, a town that knows how to whisper rather than shout. My La Strada found its place right along the marina, beside tiny boats that bob like old sea dogs resting after decades of duty. This is no polished Riviera port—it’s real, functional, alive with nets, engines, and a sea-salty rhythm.

Small marina in Marano Lagunare

Quiet night camp in Marano Lagunare‘s little marina

The evening fell golden over buildings that still wear the patina of centuries: old fishing depots, stone houses, and weather-worn busts watching silently from medieval towers. And yet, there’s a serenity here—between the historic clocktower and the silent canals—that makes the place feel more sanctuary than tourist destination.

This little fortified fishing town has Venetian blood in its bricks. Founded around the 10th century, Marano was a maritime outpost of the Republic of Venice, built to control trade routes and defend the lagoon. You can still feel it in the layout—tight, watchful, stubbornly proud.

What makes Marano truly special isn’t just its harbour or rustic beauty, but what lies just beyond: the Riserva Naturale Valle Canal Novo, a wetland ecosystem of global importance. Marshes, canals, and shallow saltwater pools are home to herons, flamingos, and rare fish—a hidden kingdom of biodiversity. (I took a glimpse of this gem when the sun set and planned to dive into it the next day.)

Riserva Naturale Valle Canal Novo at sunset

For now, the town closes gently around you. A quiet drink, the hum of a fishing boat returning, and the smell of salt and stone at dusk.

And yes, the camper’s parked right where you’d want it: facing boats, back to the past, and wide open to the magic of the northern Adriatic.

 
Jens Thieme

Playing hard, living loud, moving around fast, resting deep and enjoying it all.

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