Stopover in Venice
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October 10th, 2009 – by: puttyland
My parents and I had rented an apartment for a couple of days, and my brother and Melissa had gotten a hotel room, so they went off in a water taxi, and my folks and I took the bus to Piazzale Roma. It was raining, so we took the bags and popped into an enoteca right on the Piazzale Roma. I figured it would be ridiculously touristy, but it was convenient. Turns out, we picked THE place for locals...no English on the menu at all, and all regulars inside. The food was great (appetizer: zucchini with a sardine stuffing), and the staff (and the regulars) were incredibly helpful, pointing out how to get to the rental office and then how to take the vaporetto to our apartment. I left my folks to finish the wine in the restaurant, and ran off to get the key from the rental office, which was right over the bridge, buying an umbrella on the way.
I collected Mom and Dad and we took the vaporetto over to our apartment in Dorsoduro. It was only about 3 blocks from the vaporetto, and a really funky place - 2 flights of stairs in the apartment, more framed art than I imagined could actually fit on the walls, and another glassed-in hole in the floor with a fake architectural find in it, just like the villa in Sicily. My room was the 3rd floor, and had another set of stairs for the terrace, overlooking the rooftops of Venice.
Eric and Melissa had been to Venice a couple of times before and had a restaurant they really wanted us to try, so they gave us the address and we set out to meet them. I warned Mom that we would probably get lost, that this is normal in Venice, and not a cause for alarm because eventually you find where you want to go. We used our map and for the hell of it, Dad took his GPS. When I realized his GPS was giving the same walking directions as the map was, I gave up on the map because it was hard to read in the dark.
We were probably 20 minutes late in arriving, but we kept in touch with Melissa by cell, and she said it wasn't a problem because this place didn't turn the tables over anyway. The food was awesome - especially their vegetables, which was finally great for Melissa, who had to put up with meat put into everything in Sicily - even dishes that didn't list meat in the description. Mel said we had to try the Melanzane in Saùr (eggplant sweet and sour), which was indeed fantastic. It was a tiny place, and the owners were also serving, and they showed us a photo album of their trips to Hollywood where they apparently go once a year to cook for parties thrown by producer Joel Silver. It was packed with photos of them and celebrity actors: Nicole Kidman, George Clooney, etc.
My folks went to the museums and galleries they really wanted to see (the Peggy Guggenheim, etc.), and I took off on my own for a shopping day. I wanted to use the internet which Eric and Melissa had free in their hotel, so I went over to their place to Skype Morgan, and tried to upload pix here to my blog from my iPhone (and none of us nerds could figure out how to do it). We went to grab lunch afterwards, and then I saw the silk shop that I love - Venetium Stadium - where they make silk the way Fortuny made it 200 years ago. Gorgeous stuff, and those Moorish-style silk lamps I've been looking at for absolutely years.
Then I went off on my own to find souvenirs for me and gifts. And found a lot. Love shopping in Venice. I also ran into a swell exhibit of antique musical instruments inside a church. Went back to the apartment to get ready for dinner, and then Mom, Dad and I met up with Eric and Mel in Piazza San Marco and looked for a restaurant. Took awhile to find something that didn't look full of tourists. I had told Mom that the best bet was to look for menus that don't have much English (or other languages) on them.
Eric and Mel left for the airport, and my parents and I took the vaporetto to Murano to check out the glass places and see if we could find the same red cordial glasses I had bought them 13 years ago (3 of which had broken over the years).
Mission accomplished, we grabbed some gelato and took the vaporetto back. We stayed close to the apartment for dinner - and it was again a great place.
In the morning I saw my folks off to the train station where they will be taking panoramic trains from Venice to Lugano to St. Moritz to Lucerne and then meeting back with me in Lausanne, and I took the bus to the airport to my Baboo flight. The plane had red and white flowery decoration on the wings. Gorgeous weather on the flight over the Alps.
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