The best way to move around Venice is... by foot, but distances are not so short, and when we get tired a transport becomes a blessing.
Bus in Venice is vaporetto, a ship that stops in both sides of the grand canal and with carriers to the other islands. Though stopping quite often, the efficient work in docking saves time, allowing a trip quicker than expected. There are several tickets, so it's better to plan the visit before buying.
A part of each people’s imaginary, gondolas are present all over Venice.
It seems that their only use now is travelling tourists for the mandatory pictures.
I never used them, but from the bridges it is easy to notice something missing in the cliché: the boatmen don’t sing anymore.
Well, with so many tourists around maybe that must be considered a progress towards peace of mind…
Dusk comes early and quick in winter.
In my previous visits to Venice I didn’t notice it, but this time, the first one where I had the chance to see Venice under a clear sun, it didn’t last long, and at 4 PM it was getting dark.
A common thing for people from the north, but strange and sad for us, Mediterranean people!
I still miss Venice under a bright sun, but I tried to get the best of the city even in the dark.!
Business in Venice is… tourism, glass, carnival and art.
I can imagine a large market for the first three things, but I can’t figure out to whom do they sell the thousands of art pieces in display.
I didn’t check it but… if they are reproductions their prices may not cover the costs of so many stalls, so many people, so high expenses; if they are original… my God!
Passing in San Marco I noticed something connected to Dali.
Of course, a reproduction of a watch of Dali, at the entrance of the art gallery, was an appealing idea, but I looked inside, and behind it, two Picasso…
Reproductions, for sure! But, to pay the rent in San Marco how much should they cost?
Don’t ask me! I didn’t take the risk to see. Be careful!
There was not much to see at night this winter in Venice.
We walked a while, searching for live music somewhere, but we only saw a few tiny bars spilling wine into many noisy but not musical tourists.
Suddenly, someone came out the church of St Geremia. Strange, at that hour of the night!
We entered, and found a choir in a gospel performance.
Unexpected, and a good detail to end the night!