Friday, September 23: Venice
Friday, September 23: Venice
- We disembark our vaporetto, which we took from the train station to San Marcos, and I spied a line-up of gondolas floating on the glass-green canal next to the pastry-perfect castles and under the gentle blue puffy sky. (Block that metaphor!)
- The cathedral isn't immersed in water, yet, it's just the angle. The days of rising sea-level will concern the Venetian city fathers and mothers.
- She is so beautiful, our cathedral. They are so chokingly numerous, our fellow-tourists feeding pigeons.
- The long long long row of three-tiered arches lining San Marcos Square. Be still, my heart. Enough arches for leftovers.
- The bell tower and San Marcos.
- The photographer seems to have a skewed view on things. San Marcos isn't really listing sea-ward.
- A beautiful and iconic streetlamp, with other stuff providing the Art Shot(tm) ambience.
- The streetlamp; with architectural backdrop. (Is this the Doge's Palace? You'd think I'd know, after a 3-hour tour there.)
- The lion of Venice. I wonder when Venice decided the lion was its symbol, and how exactly they decided that?
- When you needed to fib on someone and turn him in - here was the Secret Mouth for your secret letter.
- Glinting light, silver on blue, one of the gifts of Venice.
- After our 3-hour tour of the secret places in the Doge's Palace, we walked over the Bridge of Sighs and Sorrows. This is a view peeking from sorrow onto freedom.
- On the exterior of the Doge's Palace, support-group knight-style.
- I love the dusty red against the pearly white.
- If you squint, you can make out the three sides of the square's imposing walls (in back of the tourists). (I admit, we are also tourists.)
- Lovely arches.
- Rose-colored lenses for the streetlights make it all seem all right.
- A gondolier in trademark blue-and-white striped shirt. This is NOT another picture of a rose streetlight, or beautiful villas standing stately over the canal.
- Beautiful ladies of Venice. I'll take the small yellow one on the left, please.
- An attempt to capture the most famous bridge, Ponte di Rialto, but actually capturing mooring poles.
- Ah to be young and male and running a speedbaot through the canals in Venice.
- Gray and silver, sunset never comes. The light bounces from wave to wave and is never dissipated.
- We walked from the Doge's Palace (San Marcos Square) back to the train station, meandering up and down and over many bridges.
- I got lucky with the pink mirrored in the canal. Believe me, that was not planned. Venice blows you shy kisses like this.
- We are unexpectedly back at San Marcos ... I guess the preceding walk was from Rialto to San Marcos. Now we're to head back to the train station where our van is parked.
- This has the looks of a fortress.
- The gilded lion on San Marcos cathedral.
- Do not adjust your sets. We have horizontal-head-modern-art. A kid was playing inside, but just as I got out my camera, he disappeared into the neck cavity. Before that, you could see him peeking out one of the eyes.
- Hmm. MacOS 9 sickly yellow Mona Lisa in Venice. I am not sure why.
- Headless heads and shutterless windows. And shuttered windows, and open shutters, and ...
- It was a picture-postcard day.
- The littlest splashes of color somehow paint the whole building.
- Marilyn, and Dick, are moving heaven and earth to get a copy of this poster! "Cat eating pizza", although I think it's really "Cat eating salami".
- A stupid picture. Or an Art Shot(tm)! Your call. Goodby, Venice.
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