Sunday, September 14, 2014

Venice! A FOUR-boat day!

Breakfasts in London, Amsterdam, Germany and Austria have all been monumental displays of the best - one can choose from (or of course some of each!) cereals, fresh fruit, yoghurt, toast, jams, bacon, eggs, sausages, baked beans, salads, cold cuts of meat, cheeses, croissants, pastries, the list goes on and on!  Then there are the varieties of fruit juice, the types of coffee, the blends of tea, hot chocolate....
In Italy it's a little different.
For a start they don't do toast.  They barely do cereal (choice of cornflakes or all-bran).  They don't do tea.
The eggs were apparently reconstituted, so I guess they don't do eggs.  Cake and coffee?  Yes they do do those!

But fortified as befits the country we're in, we head out again by motoscafi to Canale della Guidecca to the island of Guidecca or Solla Della Guidecca to see the glassblowers demonstrate their art.  I've seen glassblowing before, in Hokitika, New Zealand, and this was very similar, except for the amount of gold and the bright sharp colours produced by the precious metal ores used.

The finished products are exquisite, and sell for sums of Euros with many zeros after the figure!!  I have to admit to buying myself a necklace made of their glass beads, it is very lovely!

Back to the boats and over to Murano and St Mark's Square.  This is fascinating.  As the tides turned, you could see water bubbling up between the tiles on the ground, and it wasn't long before a wooden stilted walkway appeared so we didn't get wet feet.  We went into St Mark's Church, likewise on this walkway, while the water swirled over the ancient mosaic floor beneath us.  The church is slowly sinking into the sea. Many of the buildings are, because of the number of motor boats and big ships allowed in.
Do they not realise they are allowing tourists to destroy that which they come to see?
We came out of the church to this woman begging. I photographed her as she had her face hidden, she seemed so abject that I couldn't pass without giving her a couple of euros, although others said she'd assumed various positions around the plaza earlier in the day.  She has her hand on the raised walkway, which we had to walk over as we left the church.  The water hadn't reached where she was kneeling.

A walking tour around the thin, narrow back streets, brought us to places where ordinary people lived.  No traffic of course, and neighbours very close to each other, hearing everything that goes on!
And some shopping and wandering time.

 Several of these shrines to Our Lady were in the ordinary streets.

Then by motoscafi - more damage done to buildings! - to the beautiful island of Burano where we had a superb late lunch/early dinner here.
Oh these Italians certainly know how to enjoy good food!
I was too hungry to photograph the food before I ate it - pasta, risotto, seafood lasagne, calamari, prawns, salad, (yes all of that for each of us), plenty of wine and water, then finally these dipped into wine,
mmmmm, and this,
And coffee and amaretti!

And into the sunshine to shop before a return to the hotel by boat again.

A stunning four-boat day, AND a little bit of shopping!
That meal was one of the best I've eaten.  And somehow seeming simple and "with family".
Very happy!


  1. Marie it's great to follow your blog. Glad you having a good time. Catherine

  2. I would just add be very careful of the beggars as they work in teams and watch where you keep your purse to pick pocket you after you have "kindly" given someone money. Especially dangerous are any with children as they drug the children and babies to sleep for long periods in their arms and the children are shared amongst groups of females .... sad ...


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