Trip Start Apr 10, 2010
174Trip End Apr 10, 2011
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We hop-skipped all around a little town called Mestre which is the first town over from Venice. We scored a great park and jumped on the train and out into the water to where we began our floating city adventure.
Venice is much bigger than we thought and a veritable labyrinth to navigate, especially when you are too cheap to buy a map. We did though have a firm understanding of what we wanted to see from planning the night before, and after perhaps a 5-6km walk through the small canals and alleys. We think we got a pretty great feed of Venice
The whole concept of this floating city is just absurd. What a dull idea. But it looks awesome. Not many people lived in the buildings though and probably half of them were derelict and deserted. They say that is because the tides are rising and property sucks.
The city had the most extravagant shops selling the most beautiful masquerade masks. It is from their age-old carnivale tradition where more or less everyone in the city gets to have anonymous sex while wearing elaborate masks. Them crazies. We bought the Casanova mask. But not the actual mask. With his escapades we’d be liable to get an STD from it.
It was so hot and after hours and hours of walking it was great to stop and intervals and dip our feet into the cool canal water.
Venice is also famous for its Venetian glass which is so colourful and flamboyant, though infamously expensive. There are some odd 400 bridges in Venice and a plethora of impossibly narrow laneways, one we went down was as wide as our shoulders.
There are three main bridges that cross the Grand Canal, the greatest being the one in the centre that has shops running right across and the activity of an angered ant nest. The tourists here were thick and sweaty, but it didn’t take far to find the lane over where hardly a soul ventured. Often the ones you saw were just as lost as you, scratching their heads with all the hopelessness of a terrible maze.
When we returned to Mestre we fortunately found a Laundromat while on a gelato hunt. Praise the lord! Joel had not worn underwear in a week.