Amazing what you can find when you are looking at something else. Today I was very lazy with only plans to go to Punto for milk, maybe a couple of other things. I am usually an early morning person back in Seattle because I like to get my shopping done before the crowds. Well, this morning even though I was up by 7:30 am…the time I would normally be leaving for work….I was still in my jammies finishing my coffee at 11:30…this just isn’t me. No wait…it’s the new me, the Venice me. It’s okay, I have nowhere I have to be at a specific time. So Punto will be a little more crowded…so what.
I really was almost out the door when I got a text from Karen asking if I’d like to meet her in my Campo for tea. I said yes, of course, knowing I had plenty of time to do what I needed to do.
Here are a few pictures from Punto as I know some of you are wondering what a “super mercato” in Venice looks like.
Decorations are up. Here, I’ll pull back so you get a better idea. I was standing in line at checkout
Just like a small grocery story…only everything (and I mean everything…including cat food) is in Italian. Which is only natural because I am in Italy…Venice, Italy.
I wish I’d had the courage to take the picture of the lady shopping in her mink coat. Fur coats are very big here…along with fur hats. Yes, hat shopping tomorrow…mine will be “faux”.
Here is a furry friend waiting outside Punto
Walking to meet Karen I spied this through a grilled door on the Calle dei Scudi
A pause to take a picture of the railings on this bridge I cross almost daily, sometimes several times in one day. Note: salt on bridge.
I was so busy getting a picture of this door that I didn’t see Karen waving from the calle
We had cappuccino (for me) and tea(for her) and great conversation at my local bar(Seattle people…think Starbucks )
After our visit I wandered around the Campo taking pictures of architectural details (and doors of course)
Don’t know why I never noticed this before…maybe it was just the right light…it is directly above the main entrance to the church
How did that bit of green get up there?
And when I turned to my left…there she was…
I almost felt like I was invading her privacy
Just around the corner…