Hotel Anastasia
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Venice - the quiet city
Saturday 6th November - Foggy, cooler
Oops! We woke to a view of fog through our porthole this morning. That was not what we were expecting but apparently it is common in Venice in the autumn. We had to be out of our cabins by 8 o'clock this morning; our bags all have green tags on them indicating our time of disembarkation. It would be …
If you've seen the pictures . . .
Venice had the problem of following our time in Piedmont. It was really lovely, just like the pictures, but not nearly as pretty as Piedmont. The locals are more distant although not at all rude. I would put Venice in the been-there-done-that list now although I am glad we stayed a couple of nights and really got to do the walk around and get lost ...
A day in Venice
... figures furnished their tertiary careers. Then it was a leisurely walk back to the hotel through the plethora of shops. Camille wanted to spend some time shopping so Bets and I headed on back, Bets reading in the hotel room for some quiet time and me sitting in a Cantina having a couple of beers people watching whilst waiting for the lovely Camille to return. Prior to eating we needed ...
Gondolas and shopping in Venice
... centrum to enjoy and we turn back our watches by 1 hour and retire for the night at a respectable 10.30pm with our bags out and waiting for the porters to do their thing.
Neither of us sleep well and we are up on deck shortly after 6 as we glide through Venice. The sun rises in spectacular fashion over the city and the process of disembarking begins. We wait in our designated spot and all is orderly. Best of all our bags are waiting where they should ...
The Classic Water City
... She didn't speak a lick of English so our broken conversations involved me using Spanish, her answering in Italian, and an interesting mixture of hand gestures and head shaking to come to the agreement that I could rent a space in her attic to spend the night. She earned her nickname from her ability to sit perfectly still in front of a blank TV screen for hours with her death-shroud-like shawl until the phone rang, at which point she would promptly rise from the dead to run and ...