On a scale of 1 to 10 today was a 10.5. The .5 is near the end.
The day dawned very cold. Weather.com said it was 33 degrees Fahrenheit in Venice at 7 am this morning when I got up. Brrrr! But it was predicted to be a sunny day with a high around 45. Sorry those in Celcius land…I don’t have the conversion…all I know from Canadian TV is that 70 is about 20….because they get really excited in Vancouver BC when it hits 20 degrees.
Here comes the sun….
So with coat, hat and gloves I set out.
Look at the light through the church window
With the sun it really wasn’t so cold and I didn’t need to put on my hat and took off the gloves and put them in my pocket….just in case.
This it the calle our Nona took us down the other day. Isn’t it lovely in the sunshine?
My object was to take the vaporetto to the Rialto stop and get my monthly pass for December since I am going to be here for well over half the month and it is quite a savings. The machines have not taken my credit card and I finally figured out it is probably because it doesn’t have a chip and needs to be “swiped”.
This is what I saw on the way there…
Beautiful shades of blue
The Bridge of Sighs
Working on the water
Or not…no he has not just fallen backwards…he is laid back with his feet up
Some one looks happy doing his job
She seems to have a houseboy…see picture of same balcony in post Venetian Dreaming Day One and a Half
A different balcony, a different story…
Funny tourists…they thought I wanted their picture…what I really wanted was….
Well, this looks like a “green” sustainable Christmas tree…I think it’s bamboo
Lots and lots of gondolas.
And then I heard a beautiful male voice crooning (yes, crooning in the old style) Autumn Leaves…and he saw me, and he waved and if I hadn’t had both hands on the camera I would have blown him a kiss
And then I came into Piazza San Marco for the first time since my arrival…there were still puddles from the minor Acqua Alta but they made great pictures
And yes, people were sitting at the tables with their feet in the water. It was only a couple of inches deep….in fact since I was wearing boots…not their plastic kind but boots, I waded through a bit myself.
Absolutely amazing what a 42x’s zoom lens will do. And for those of you doing a double take that is the top of the Campinille and that is the angel’s index finger.
Detail on the Basilica
And by now I was in an area that was just a little (try a lot) too crowded to get pictures without a lot of strangers in them so I headed for home. Oh, yes, I did get the pass…she swiped my card and it went through like a dream.
And here is the .5…just as I was getting to Calle dei Scudi there was a chocolate brown Siamese cat. Two ladies were standing there and I indicated I would like to pet the cat and they said “Si, si”
Well, just as I reached down I was attacked from behind. This big white ball of fur meowing and purring and winding around my legs as much as saying “Pet me, Pet Me!” and moving so fast I couldn’t get a picture. I finally got a good what we call “cat fix”. And I know where they live…across the calle from the Vianellos.
And to close this post I have to say that I am happy with my life. I really like who I have spent all of these years growing up to be. I have not been unhappy. But today as I nearly skipped childlike through the puddles in Piazza San Marco (probably would have if I had been wearing higher boots) I realized I was smiling more and feeling better than I have in a very, very long time. As in I can’t remember when time. And I’ve decided it must be love. And since it is love for Venezia the only heartache will be caused by our prolonged separation.