 |
| Fondamente Nove vaporetto stop on the outside edge of Venice |
 |
| Any room on board? |
 |
| Won't we miss this alarm clock |
With the J_Kip
due any minute to join WJ3’s crew of vagabonds, and the end of our Venice stay
in sight, it was also time to think about packing up, going back to Lido to do
a big grocery shop at Conad and filling the water tanks. Bruce too, had developed quite the shaggy
beard after bobbing about in brackish lagoon waters. Very stylish!
So, to celebrate
the end of our stay we invited Mr Ian aboard for “cocktail” hour. He kept us thoroughly entertained with a
rendition of Swiss Army precision drill (yes, of course with a multi tool knife) worthy of
any Military Tattoo. Well, you just had
to be there!
Later, we
sat in the evening cool at the delightful osteria in Sant Elena for a
celebratory fish dinner of local mussels, crab & prawns. It was going to be a very tough farewell…
 |
| Keeping the Pilots BUSY |
Sant Elena
Marina had been the perfect and very convenient home-away-from-home with quiet
neighbourhoods and shady parks welcoming us after long hot days of
touristico-ing. Everything we needed was
either walking distance or a short vaporetto ride away. From our protected berth, we watched yet another huge
cruise ship slowly exit the shallow Venice Lagoon and wondered what
their passengers had thought of Venice.
For us, two weeks seemed barely enough time to crack the surface and get
beyond the glitz of this city of treasures and masterpieces. Obviously the heat and house wine had got to
GS - she was talking summer rentals or camper vans. Our brave Cap’n, thinking of how many more
cathedrals/museums that would involve, decided to ignore her. You get the drift…
 |
| A quiet moment on the Grand Canal |
No comments:
Post a Comment