Venice

Venezia

Romance in Venice
Locals

June 23, 2005

We got up early yesterday and caught a $.33 flight to Bergamo, Italy on a discount airline. At the airport, I had a sandwich or panini on ciabatta bread with mozzarella, tomatoes, and the famous Parma ham. The trip from here to Venice was long and the arrival was odd.

We approached the city on a narrow strip of land that was obviously man made and connected the main land to the city of Venice. I tried to see the city as we approached, but to no avail, seeing as how it was in front of us and I had little idea of my bearings. We got off the train, in what seemed to be an ordinary, but small train station and as soon as we went through the doors, an entirely new world opened up in front of us. Venice was more real than any picture... the city seemed to be alive.

We bought tickets for the “bus” and got on our boat headed for Santo Marco. This route, which took us down the Canal Grande was incredible. It was so picturesque and every building just ended in the water. The 15 minute trip went quickly, but once we arrived, I saw a new Venice, one of tourists staring at architecture and snapping pictures; a Venice I quickly grew tired of. Piazza Santo Marco is beautiful, but attracts so many tourists it lacks culture or authenticity. We found our way to our nearby hotel and checked in.

After walking around Piazza Santo Marco and grabbing a slice of pizza for 8 Euros, I sought out a different Venice. My grandpa and I headed east until we ran out of land. This was the real Venice: graffiti, homeless, factories, a museum, children playing soccer in the street, and women just talking on a park bench. This was the romantic Venice, the real Venice. This was the city, it was the locals' city. I liked it much better than the Santo Marco region.

For dinner we ate at a local place, at which I had the meat ravioli, and tried some of the lasagna. Mine was great, but the lasagna was fantastic.

Local life in Venice
Local life

Daily life in Venice
Daily life

Today I headed to the tower on the Piazza to see the view from the tower with my grandpa. It was incredible and well worth the entrance fee. This gave me a view of Venice, every corner and it was beautiful. After this, we continued on our tourist regime and went to Santo Marco church, which was different from most churches I’ve been to.

We grabbed a slice of pizza at a local venue our cleaning guy told us about; very similar to New York style pizza, which is my personal preference.

After much debate we did manage to go on a Gondola ride, for 80 Euros... hence the debate. But it was worth the price for six people. It let us see the streets of the city and the quiet alleyways of the locals. Our gondolier was quite interesting and seemed to know everyone on every canal. At one point he stopped to answer his cell phone and told us his name is Casanova, then laughed. He showed us Marco Polo’s house and told us that a Gondola is the same price as a BMW. There are only two master makers so there are only 2 to 4 gondolas made each year. Among the highlights of this trip was Rialto… from the water, a beautiful region, which again was swarmed by the tourist infestation.

After the gondola ride, my dad and I decided to be locals so grabbed a cappuccino, which was hideously bad, but what did I expect when I don't drink coffee.

Brent and I then decided to find the library that was in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. It took us some time, but we eventually found it and Brent so elegantly posed in front of it as Indy.

We then went to Frari Church and headed back to Santo Marco via the Rialto Bridge. At this point, we raced over to the other side of Santo Marco in order to buy a mask that Brent wanted, checked out the Bridge of Sighs, the Doge’s Palace, and the Piazza to the hotel. During this time, Tyler was almost done and turns out very dehydrated.

We made it back with time to spear so I grabbed the best food yet, a wrap with spicy salami, tomatoes, lettuce, mozzarella, and a thin layer of a great tomato sauce. I ate on the way over to another island to catch our boat to Piran.

View of Canal Grande from Santo Marco in Venice
View of Canal Grande from Santo Marco

Looking west from Santo Marco in Venice
Looking west from Santo Marco

Piazza Santo Marco in Venice
Piazza Santo Marco

Canal in Venice
Canal

Canal in Venice
Canal

Canal Grande in Venice
Canal Grande