It was a beautiful, clear day and a trip to Burano was on the menu for the morning. I have been there before and just love the colors. It’s like walking through a box of crayons.
I walked out my door and turned right and walked to the Celestia vaporetto stop…less than ten minutes away where I took the vaporetto to Fondamenta Nove and caught the No. 12 to Burano. There was a young couple also waiting and we got to talking. They are from Shanghai, China and just finished degrees in English. So we had no trouble communicating.
The following photos I have decided to group into sections…reflections, boats, general around Burano and…cats, yes, cats.
But first the view of the day from Celestia
And as previously promised…snow on the Dolomites
Boats…some categories overlap
My favorite image of the day happens to be a boat
General around Burano…that’s the couple from Shanghai in this first picture…
Burano once an island of lace makers….careful most of it isn’t made here anymore but they did drag me in out of the calle to a demonstration…but I’ve been here too long because when she asked if I spoke English I said “Si”…she asked a second time.
Since Tony wasn’t along to pick up the tab, I didn’t stop. Tony who you ask…well Bourdain of course.
Yes, really, hardly any tourists at all.
My friend’s favorite bakery where I purchased two bags of Bussola Buranaello, the traditional S-shaped cookies. One for Karen and one for me.
And my cat obsession…no they wouldn’t let me get close enough to pet them.
And Christmas…I almost forgot…both Burano and on my way back to my apartment…
Meanwhile back home in Castello…
And as I was crossing the Ponti dei Scudi a young woman taking pictures agreed to take one of me on “my” bridge…