On to the Adriatic, Day 11, 9/02/26, More Sights

Note, if you read the Day 10 post before 10:20 am (Boise, 11:20 OK, 9:20 OR) on 9/2, you’ve read a non-current version.

After our late night yesterday it somehow made sense to start this morning with a walking tour – this time wandering thru 3 of the 6 districts of Venice (and briefly visitng the 4th) on our way to the Rialto Market and onward to lunch.

We met Elisa at the hotel in the Cannaregio District and followed her to a nearby plaza.
She explained how easy it is to find yourself in Venice.
Basically wherever there’s a bridge there’s a well, a church, and a campo (“campo” refers to a field of some sort. Originally they were communal gardens.) and the campo is named for the church.
She also showed us the pavers with holes. These allow rainwater from the campo to run into the cistern below the campo. Until Napoleon arrived this provided the water for washing and cooking. He decreed that this was unsanitary and began an aquaduct project to bring water from the mountains.

She also described the process used to build a city on a mud flat. She pointed out that the poles are driven into the ground to anchor the city on the bedrock. above the poles wood is layered to form the base and bricks are used in construction because they are lighter than comparable wood. To understand the scale of this process, under the Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute (You’ll see it later) over a million piles have been identified.

Walking on she talked about greenery around the city.

There are public parks but there are many more private enclaves.

She also talked about high tides and their impact on the city. Yesterday we saw standing water in St. Mark’s square (the lowest point in the city) but throughout the city you can see evidence of flood mitigation efforts.

This door has one metal baffle in place and the track holds another for ‘super high tides’.
Neither will be high enough to manage the hugest tides (that can exceed 2 meters)
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Moving into the more touristy area of the San Marco District we began to see evidence of tourist impact. We saw our first McDonalds (They also call it the American Embassy.) and other establishments with western influence.

Elisa talked about other isntances where regional specialties are lumped together in the general category “Italian”. Examples include bakeries selling Cannoli (originally a Sicilian pastry) and stores selling Limoncello (from the Amalfi coast).

Along the way we stopped at a Gondola stand.
She talked about the boats that are passed down from father to son (and one or two daughters) along with membership in the guild, and the training involved in becoming a gondolier.

Our next stop was the Rialto bridge.

Where we had great views of the Grand Canal below

Crossing the bridge into the San Polo district we entered the Rialto Marketplace.
San Polo is the oldest area of the city and is its ‘business heart’.

Leaving the San Polo district we had lunch at a neighborhood restaurant in the Castello District.
This district, the largest of the six is home to the ship building industry that built and maintained the great trading fleet.

Along the way we noted several interesting architectural elements.

After lunch it was back to the San Marco district, past St. Mark’s Cathedral, across the Plazetta San Marco…

…to a couple of waiting taxis that took us up the Grand Canal and back to our hotel.

Back at the hotel Cheryl took a nap while I ventured out to find an ATM (We came really close on our Euros estimate but needed a small cash infusion for the last round of tips.) and enjoyed my favorite activity in a medieval city – getting lost. It wasn’t really fair this time. Having criss-crossed the district so many times I had ample landmarks to help, but it still took a while to get back to the hotel.

Then we packed.

After dinner it was back into the taxis for a narrated evening tour of the Grand Canal.

Along the way we noted several temporary art installations.

Leaving the Grand Canal we made our way back to our hotel thru the center of town.

Back at the hotel we dropped our bags and walked back to ‘restaurant row’ – where canal-front dining was so popular that we walked quite a ways before finding a table. Turns out it was the same restaurant as before, but the black ravioli stuffed with sea bass and served with a scampi cream was outstanding. And it was pleasant to dine with the locals enjoying a few brief moments of Gemütlichkeit before returning to the hotel to finish packing.

Kayakers took over the canal at dusk.

Tomorrow we plan to be downstairs at 6:00 (when they promise breakfast boxes will be available) so we can eat before our taxi arrives at 6:30.

It’s the last night of this adventure (Good Lord willin’ and the flights all run).
Tomorrow will be just over 25 hours long as we make our way west.

Till then,
R

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