Day 11 - late morning
After all this running around, we actually made it ahead of time for our next optional excursion. Few had gathered at the meeting point but then, the lesser the better! Right!
With a local guide, we did an historical walk through some of the lesser known quarters of Venice. Our guide was an elderly woman with a very small frame who had lived here in Venice all of her life. She spoke with a very soft voice which appeared as if she was whispering. So, in my book that meant that I really had to pay close attention to what she was saying! Studying her closer, her short whitish colored hair and sun damaged skin made her look much older for her age but who knows maybe she was really in her seventies! Other than that, she appeared quite fit and walked very fast!
We followed her through mazes of streets in these non-touristic alleys. Many stops were made along the way where she provided us with great details and secrets of the quarters we were in. Even though I tried to listen to what she was saying, can't say that I really did! I was way too busy jumping all over the place taking pictures of almost everything in sight! In other words, too much distracted with all of my amazing surroundings!
I was quite happy to have taken this optional excursion because if it wasn't for this, I never would have seen these hidden gems! Many ancient looking buildings were sights seen everywhere as well as unique small bridges which made it accessible to cross over the turquoise colored flooded streets. These bridges were of various shapes, heights and sizes making them all special in their own way. This was the Venice that I had seen so often in pictures and that I wanted to discover and explore!
Looking around, multi-color flowers decorated many of these houses’ window frames and depending on the sun’s location, their shadows reflected smoothly on the water’s surface. Occasionally, these reflections in the water would be disturbed by the gondolas passing by making them wavy and in the process, creating a domino effect.
While men dressed in the traditional stripped colored sweaters steered their long wooden poles down the smaller canals, their clients sitting at the front of the gondolas were enjoying themselves. According to Michel, I was dressed just like them, the only thing missing being the hat to complete my outfit! In a way, I felt just like.....guess who.....just like Waldo in ….. Where’s Waldo…..so, try and find me in my pictures! Ha, ha, ha!
The entire walk lasted an hour and a half and exactly at 11:30am, we were brought back to St. Mark’s Square after having had quite an amusing walk! Monique :-)