Chet Venice

In the little street north of Campo Santa Margherita (Calle de la Chiesa), is a little bar mainly patronized by students and young people, especially at night. A nice place for a good cold beer and a panini. I personally stop at Chet's for their excellent Spritz, one of the best I know in Venice...

Escape...

Being surrounded by water, this so built-up and urbanized city - which seems turned inwards - nevertheless keeps some openings to the lagoon, to the sea and to the wide world. Doors towards escape...

Fishmonger

He was a fishmonger
and sure it was no wonder
For so were his father and mother before
And they both wheeled their barrow
through streets broad and narrow...


Ok ok... I know this one was in Dublin.
But Venice is a fair city too, isn't it?
(And girls here are indeed pretty too!)

Another Corte Sconta

This is not the first hidden courtyard that I'm showing in this blog. In this one, residents hardly see any tourist. It's maybe the quitest place in Venice. The slight and relentless noise of the fountain in the middle of the campo is the only sound you can hear. I won't obviously tell where this little heaven is. The residents would hate me... But I'm sure that some of my dear readers, Venice lovers, will give us a discreete hint.

San Trovaso

In a quiet area of the Dorsoduro Sestiere, San Trovaso stands between a large campo and the Rio di San Trovaso, right behind the Squero. The church was rebuilt in 1570, after a great blaze that burned the former one to the ground

Bridge to the Moon

The youth gets together his materials to build a bridge to the moon, or, perchance, a palace or temple on the earth, and, at length, the middle-aged man concludes to build a woodshed with them.
Henry David Thoreau

Santa Maria dei Miracoli

Santa Maria dei Miracoli, "miracle" of the Renaissance, built around 1480 by Pietro Lombardo and his two sons.

Reflection

A reflection. OK, it's not so original. I've posted here so much reflections... Well we are in Venice after all!

Works on the Grand Canal

In this city whose street are "liquid", machinery must be boarded on barges!

The Fox and the Stork

Old Mister Fox was at expense, one day,
To dine old Mistress Stork.
The fare was light, was nothing, sooth to say,
Requiring knife and fork.
That sly old gentleman, the dinner-giver,
Was, you must understand, a frugal liver.
This once, at least, the total matter
Was thinnish soup served on a platter,
For madam's slender beak a fruitless puzzle,
Till all had passed the fox's lapping muzzle.
But, little relishing his laughter,
Old gossip Stork, some few days after,
Returned his Foxship's invitation.
Without a moment's hesitation,
He said he'd go, for he must own he
Never stood with friends for ceremony.
And so, precisely at the hour,
He hied him to the lady's bower;
Where, praising her politeness,
He finds her dinner right nice.
Its punctuality and plenty,
Its viands, cut in mouthfuls dainty,
Its fragrant smell, were powerful to excite,
Had there been need, his foxish appetite.
But now the dame, to torture him,
Such wit was in her,
Served up her dinner
In vases made so tall and slim,
They let their owner's beak pass in and out,
But not, by any means, the fox's snout!
All arts without avail,
With drooping head and tail,
As ought a fox a fowl had cheated,
The hungry guest at last retreated.
You knaves, for you is this recital,
You'll often meet Dame Stork's requital.
Jean de La Fontaine
Book 1, Fable 18

Green is beautiful...

In this city so "full of houses" a garden is something rather unusual. I's so nice and pleasant when the weather is fair, to have a short rest in a green environment.
By the way... I'm sure that some of you know where this garden is. Am I wrong?

Pink House

Pink House in Dorsoduro...
Closed shutters as so many houses here have.
It's almost summer and morning is hot and glaring.

Ponte delle Turchette

An old street slab on an old wall in Dorsoduro.

Morning after

Seems that a party has been here on saturday evening...

Calcio anybody?

Choose your team, choose your player... It's soccer day today, isn't it?

Picture Taking

Is Venice the most photographied city in the world? I don't know. But I think it's possible...

Mercato di Rialto

Morning errands at the vegetable market...

Daydreaming

End of the day near the Canal. Let's just daydream and enjoy the "dolce vita" on a spring evening.

Morning News

The Zattere, on the banks of the Canale della Giudecca. Is there a better place to enjoy the sun while glancing through the morning news...

Taxi driver

Waiting for the fare...

Tugboat

The Canale della Giudecca is the main route for big cruise ships on their way from the Adriatic to Venice's Stazione Maritima. All day long (but mainly in the morning) those little tugboats are busy doing the way back and forth to lead the high and bulky ships across the canal. I like them. I've noticed that everybody does. I don't really know why...

Calcio

Father and sons, the after school soccer game...

Frari

Some steps west of Campo San Polo, Santa Maria Gloriosa dei Frari, with its imposing architecture, contains so much chefs d'oeuvre that it can be considered as a Renaissance museum.