This morning was not as quick as usual, maybe due to yesterday's driving. However quickly into our usual regime walking the streets of a new city. Very confusing Venice, reminiscent of Seville as extremely random in its layout due to the canals. We walked to the Basilica square and had a look around, squirming at the queue. The bell Tower was amazing and we just continued to walk. Stopped stupidly at a cafe near the square and walked away €23.20 poorer for two coffees #$@$&_##. Note to self, no White table cloths, how did we forget.
San Rialto, and just walk, walk, walk before settling on a visit to the La Finuce Opera house; just brilliant, so beautiful. It's the details again that just get us. Such amazing workmanship in all aspects. Went to the tourist bureau to grab some ferry tickets to the islands and then had a pleasant lunch in a little side alley restaurant before heading to the ferry terminal to wait our trip; gelatti while we waited of course.
Got onto the 2.30 ferry to the islands of Murano, Tocello and Burano. Murano is well known for Venetian Glass and the gallery had superb examples of this art form with an excellent glassblower display to start with. On to Tocello which was a beautiful little fishing island with a canal, amazing pomegranate trees, a couple of churches and small number of buildings that was most enjoyable before we headed to Burano, known for or its vivid, colourful buildings and lacework. Spent an hour here before returning to Venice on dusk. Back to the apartment to declutter before heading out again to find a place for dinner.
Settled on a little place called Rosarossa, which was extremely busy, with numerous bookings. Jane had a seafood platter while I had pork fillet; both meals were superb, best we have had the whole trip. Complimented with some amazing Italian wines recommended by the young sommelier who didn't look old enough to drink. Eventually found out that this was a real family restaurant, modern and very popular with locals (lucky us) and we were served by the daughter, sommelier was the son and the father was waiting on the regulars. Mum had the night off we were later informed; a great experience. Even offered a grappa and lemoncillo to conclude our meal at no charge. The grappa was superb, so smooth and nutty with a great refined kick, can only relate this to one I once had at Stoney vineyard with Peter Althaus, brilliant.
We then wandered towards our apartment, but decided spontaneously to have a gondola ride. Best decision, €100 poorer but don't care as it was peaceful and absolute serenity as after 10pm and the crowds had gone.
Back to the room and CRASHED, damn hard work this tourist caper.
The rants and ravings of a guy who has a love of Tasmania, golf, wine, food and photography. My wife Jane is an amazing textile artist/quilter (http://quiltingjane.blogspot.com.au/ ) and we have two great kids who one day will leave home, hopefully.
Saturday, 24 September 2016
Europe 2016 Sept 21st Day 24 Venice
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