As the breakfast had been thrown away uneaten we decided to find the pastry shop Tibbo and Sally had visited on their first early morning stroll. Having found it, being Sunday it was shut.
But we found a cafe full of Venetians having a Sunday morning coffee and sat at the outside tables watching the locals taking their dogs for a walk and having a neighbours and dogs meet and greet, plus seeing all the street pigeons. Tibbo’s grandfather is well known in ‘Pigeon Racing’ circles so Tibbo could advise us as to whether our breakfast was about to be raided by a Blue Chequer or White Flighted Somethingorother
Sally’s thumb was throbbing and she kept managing to knock it on things which certainly didn’t help any.
As we hadn’t really seen very much of Venice’s famous art I was quite keen to see at least some and not to far away was a famous collection of Tintorettos – so armed with a map and Tibbo in charge we set off.
Needless to say we needed a few breaks along the way for beers, and for me to rest my knees, but in the end we found a delightful church with lovely custodians.
It was only when we exited via the main door (having entered by the side door) that we realised that the display of Tintorettos we had intended to visit were in the building opposite.
Even the Ladies’ Loos in Venice have an ancient charm.
So with those duly visited there was still time to see an interactive museum on the life and works of Leonardo da Vinci, and what a wonderful person he must have been. And his work…….!!!
One of my favourite paintings
Mock up of a ‘Tank’
Then back to the apartment to collect our luggage, which thankfully only needed to be taken yards to the Water Bus stop before we embarked for our recommended journey round ‘The Fish’ .
After a while we managed to get seats, and steadily moved up to the front of the ’Bus’ as other passengers disembarked. It really is a good way for those who are not good at walking to see Venice, especially when encumbered by luggage.
After passing many wonderful, ancient waterside palaces and beautiful hotels we passed by the massive cruise ships moored up.
As well as stunning private yachts.
In the event we only got part of the way round ‘The Fish’ before food and wine were needed, and we disembarked for few hours at lovely looking spot to enjoy our final meal at a lovely waterside restaurant with far reaching views where we could watch the boats plying the waters.
And late in the afternoon two of the massive cruise ships being towed out by their tugs.
Then we cut across the city back to our hotel with Tibbo and Sally taking charge of the luggage, whilst I once more trailed behind to encouragement from Tibbo – ‘Chop Chop – come on Aunty Sue’
Then a final wait for our Water Taxi – booked to collect us at 9pm to take us back to the airport.
Next day it seemed little more than a hazy dream!
But here is a video collection of images of our stay