Today, the population of Venice is less than Richmond. Did I mention that it's sinking?
Part of what makes Venice so captivating is that it's endangered. Yet, signs of life were everywhere last week. When it finally stopped raining and clothes were hung out to dry in the sunshine, we smiled in relief; not for photographic opportunities, but for the city itself.
On Halloween, when miniature Venetians traveled from business to business near the Ca 'd' Oro; when, every morning, an old woman in our dark alley cheerfully lamented the lack of sun (and just as cheerfully rejected Dad's request to photograph her), we knew: Venice still lives!
Some highlights of the visit:
1. 40 euro for 4 cappuccinos in St. Mark's square (not to mention a classy band!)
2. Had a little fun with the [Egyptian] locals at a touristy restaurant: Dad ordered a side of roasted potatoes and ate them with his meal. Long after we had finished and were finishing the wine, a waiter approached us with a new plate of potatoes that he did not order. Dad, clearly confused, confused the waiter. Ten minutes later, the waiter came to the table with Dad's full meal--poking fun at his earlier mistake. A nice departure from the grumpy Italians!
3. Venice at sunset. It's as romantic as you imagine--even without the gondola. I held hands with Grandma.
Nice hats, y'all.
On the island of Murano.
Fish market
