I’m not sure how confident I could be with using these stairs to enter and exit my front door on a daily basis.
I actually have no idea where this is exactly. I was completely lost when I stumbled upon this square. If I were to try to look it up I suppose I could start with the Hotel Codega.
I’ve been planning vacations for the year and right now I’m thinking I will spend a week hiking Hadrian’s Wall in August and then go on a seven day trek of the Paine Circuit in Patagonia.
I took the wrong way back from Burano with the plan to take a vaporetto down the Grand Canal. As I was waiting for it, I decided I wanted a faster option back and made my way over to the taxi stand nearby. It was a great ride back, stood in the back of a water taxi.
On my way to the taxi stand I saw this building across the canal.
I was struggling to figure out where to go on vacation after a weekend in London when I saw a photo of this little island town called Burano, near Venice. I decided I had to go there to see it for myself. So, I booked a trip to Venice, once there I had to figure out how to get there. The journey is faaaaaar longer than Google had informed me. I’ll tell you more about it in another post.
When I stumbled my way upon this dock, I thought I’d discovered an awesome little secret spot to see the Rialto and watch the activity on the Grand Canal. I started taking some pictures when I saw a man approaching, holding a closed umbrella above his head. He was a tour-guide, and sure enough my quiet spot on a tiny dock on the Grand Canal was soon overrun by about 20 people. I decided to step back off the dock and wait until they all left, which only took a few minutes.
If you look in the background of this picture, you can see the Rialto bridge.
On our first day in Venice, my dad and I walked across the Rialto bridge and got fairly lost while wandering around on the other side. When it came time to find lunch, we worked our way back towards the Grand Canal and a Vaporetto stop. We hopped on the first one to pull up and were on our way to San Marco square. On the way, I saw the below building with gilded frescoes on its facade. I thought it was just a really fancy house, but it turns out it’s a landmark called the Palazzo Salviati.
This is actually the first photo I took in Venice while wandering, completely lost, in the general direction of the Rialto. I wound up combining two different photos so that I could have the gondola, and the flag with the lion of Venice unfurled in the same photo.
I’m back in London now, Bermuda on Sunday.