Yesterday was a travel day, heading down to Venice to meet Rod and our friend Jim and to catch the dregs of the Biennale on its last few days. And to see Venice of course. Oddly i still find myself trying to speak french to the Italian store clerks.
Charles de Gaulle selfie
From the Venice airport it's just a short bus ride and then a few scenic minutes on the vaparetto and you're there.
Looks like the aqua alta is on, the high water that floods sections of the city during the winter. The first time i was here i wondered what all those low tables in the street were for, is there some kind of party going on? But no, they're the elevated sidewalks people use when the water is high. I've seen alot of people wearing rubber boots and St Mark's Square looks recently very wet, though it hasn't been raining. I'm gonna try and stick to dry land.
It really does look like this. You may be able to make out in the distance on the lagoon a large, pink, Mark Quinn sculpture floating on the water.(just to the left of the white church facade) Probably a biennale escapee.