It’s interesting, we have only done one touristy thing in Venice (St. Mark’s), and yet I feel like we have really ‘done Venice’ and know it much better than if we had rushed around seeing all the sights. We have walked endlessly (sometimes it seems around and around in circles), and there is little of the island left that we haven’t covered in some way. Of course, we have not gone into every ‘calle’ or ‘campo’ (note the lingo), but we feel we have a fair idea of most of the island. We have seen so many churches, many very richly decorated with marble. It does make me wonder how many people they get in each one that are not just sightseers.
Today was similar to yesterday. After reading online about what a tourist trap Murano is, we changed our minds about going there. It was going to cost us $120 anyway just for the public ferry over to the island. Instead, we wandered to the Maritime Museum and left Poppy and the older boys there for a look. I remembered on our last trip to Venice, Caleb and Josh had gone inside with Tim and come out raving about the museum. Daniel was exhausted, and sat slumped on the stairs with me waiting for them. How things have changed…
The Maritime Museum didn’t live up to expectations this time. While the boys were looking, Gran and I decided to look around some shops nearby. We managed to get ourselves, while not quite lost, temporarily misplaced. Eventually we reunited with the others, found some lunch (gelati, pizza & crepes featuring strongly) and wandered back home. A shop which is 2 doors down from our apartment, was open this afternoon where you can watch glass blowing. The man sells the glass he blows from this shop. The boys were fascinated with the skilful process, and we bought some items from him. Much more convenient than visiting Murano, and still genuine Murano glass (there are lots of copies). We finished our day with a delicious meal from the restaurant a few doors down from us. A quiet day, but we still managed to rack up 20,000 steps!
Tomorrow sees us begin our homeward journey. We are staying at an hotel near the airport tomorrow night to make it easier to get our flight on Wednesday morning. I think we can get a water taxi to the airport from right outside our building…Piazza Widmann underneath Ponte Widmann. As long as it is low tide, or the taxi apparently won’t fit under the bridge. Such unusual things to consider when one lives in a swamp!