Saturday, September 5, 2015

Exploring Venice

Vicky awoke this morning as happy as a Kardashian with a new engagement ring.  Okay, it was a cheap shot!  Still she went to breakfast and was eager to go.  We spoke with our hotelier and he told us where to go.  Really!

We walked to Strata Nova and rode a quick gondola across Grand Canal to the fresh market, fish market, shops, more shops, and the most famous bridge in Venice.  I don't have a picture of the bridge since it was covered in scaffolding and ramps.  We boarded a water bus to travel the canal to San Marco.  The cruise ships were in, so tourists were everywhere. Not to mention some of the water taxis left a wake.

The church at San Marco was under renovation and partially eclipsed by scaffolding.  Argh!  San Marco was crowded and I at times felt a bit claustrophobic; reminiscent of Disneyworld in June.  Vicky was hungry, so we fled the many tourist venues.  We stopped at a small bistro and ate bruschetta something or other and drank a local red wine.  I know that isn't the exact Italian name of the dish, but they were both delicious and filling.  We walked east and shopped along the way.  We even saw a couple of leaning towers, take that Pisa!  No one in Venice can use the excuse that Mass isn't convenient because there are churches everywhere.

I misstepped and wrenched my back today trying to get a good picture.  I did the same thing in Spain last year.  iPads should have a safety warning for all of us klutzes in the world.  Dogs are commonplace here.  Just when we thought there were no cats in Venice, we saw two.  I even got a picture of one for my mom.

We took the water bus to Lido and returned on another water bus to F. Te Nuove.  We saw the hospital as we traveled.  The ambulances are high speed boats.  I never thought about it really, but it would be the only quick access to many areas.

We had a couple of showers today.  The locals say "love is in the rain."  Like opera it sounds better in Italian.  Till tomorrow:











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