Hotel San Gallo
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Pets allowed
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... for the Rialto Markets to look at the fresh produce and fish. The tide was up again so we waded around in the blue disposable gumboots taking it all in.
This done we were in search of the 'Tearoom Caffe Orientale' Mahala had spotted in the Lonely Planet book. Following gps maps we went up and down several little streets, some one person width, until we came across the right address...but closed! No!! dismayed with that our sights were now ...
... as a small molten glass ball.
On our way back to Venice, our vaporetto took us around the north and eastern edge of Venice where we passed the hospital (Ospedale Santi Giovanni e Paolo), Bascilica di San Pietro, the naval military training station and then entered the Grand Canal near St Mark's Square. This 30 minute trip allowed us to completely circumnavigate the islands of Venice. We were able to see the outer edges of the city that are ...
... we struggled, carrying the cases up, over and down the other side of the road. Roisin has already decided we would not be repeating this route in reverse tomorrow morning to catch the bus to Marco Polo airport. Regardless of cost, and against my principles we were taking a taxi!!
On checking in at the hotel, the receptionist said that I had a message from another guest. She handed me a rather sturdy large gift bag. A note was attached:
... Venice from high up on the ship. The first island we had a good view of was Lido. We were cruising the San Marco Canal when we first saw one end of the Grand Canal and San Marco Piazza. What a site!!!! The first thing we noticed was the mass of tourist. 17 million tourist visit Venice year, which is the size of Central Park in New York City. We thought at least half were in San Marco Piazza. Of course, the buildings in the piazza ...
... had ruined things like wine and balsamic vinegar by commercializing them. But it was in good taste.
Soon, he was off, as were we, in search of other comforts. For him, it was a party being thrown at home. For us, it was A/C. And here we are, candle-and,-otherwise-lit, with heart shaped pieces of ice (another story for another day), not ever deterred in our commitment to grand pilgrimages abroad.