First view of Venice |
My hostel was much better in Venice. I was sharing with 3 other people. Our room was decorated with bright purple walls with pictures of roses, babies and Marilyn Monroe. It had a bright purple plastic glass chandellier in the room too. Rather bizarre. But it was clean and no complaints.
My hostel - talented taste! |
Venice is notorious for the tons of tourists and getting lost in the alley-ways (many of which I am sure have never been plotted on any map.) It’s a very common sight to come across clumps of tourists on top of bridges who (after taking photos from every possible angle) pull out a really scrunched up map and spend the next 5 minutes animatedly debating where they are with a fellow traveller (lots of pointing and muttering involved, half walking one way and then back tracking).
View from Rialto Bridge |
Some tourists try to be smart and actually bother the local shop owners and bar tenders to point out where they should be going. For that reason alone you can understand why over 1000 Venetians a year are leaving the city, making way for more tourists. (Extremely high cost of living, unfriendly stairs over every bridge and complete impracticality for the modern era may also have a bit to do with that though. There are no cars in Venice and a toddler in a pram would be a major issue as there are a lot of bridges, with a lot of stairs.)
I think that I only asked directions from people about 3 times while in the city which I’m actually pretty proud of – it could have been a lot worse. Luckily, when I learnt to look up, I found that if you can get into the general area of a big tourist sight there are signs pointing the direction that you should take to see the particular sight. So base yourself around those big signposts and don’t you dare miss an arrow once found, else you may never find it again.
Rialto Bridge |
I think that I only asked directions from people about 3 times while in the city which I’m actually pretty proud of – it could have been a lot worse. Luckily, when I learnt to look up, I found that if you can get into the general area of a big tourist sight there are signs pointing the direction that you should take to see the particular sight. So base yourself around those big signposts and don’t you dare miss an arrow once found, else you may never find it again.
One time I asked directions of a shop to try ensure that I could find it again (it had some beautiful stuff in it). The lady looked at my map and laughed at me. “You want me to tell you where we are in Venice?” I was a bit startled that not even the person working there really knew. She ended up pointing to two different church squares marked on the map. “We’re either here or here”, she said, smiling at me as if this was the most useful piece of information I had been given all day. So at that point I virtually gave up knowing where I was and tended to go with the general gist of it. I was either here, here or here but in the vague vicinity of this area.
View at night |
Ice cream and masks on the streets of Venice |
When you think of Venice you think of gondolas and romance and tiny bridges and canals and grand houses that border on canals. Well, it’s all true. It’s all there and I was really excited to arrive in this most written about, most romantic of cities. A number of travellers have asked me what my impression of Venice was. It’s a bit hard to pin down. I would say – and this is purely an impression so don’t get mad – Venice is a city that is desperately trying to keep alive a culture and time that died a long time ago. It’s a little like a puppet show. It’s a dead city trying to remember its hay-day as this is all that it has left. People drive gondolas and perform theatre and play in orchestras at cafes on the main square to keep alive the idea of Venice for tourists. I found the city rather depressing in this way. Beautiful – I loved it – but sad because it will never be what it once was. It is now becoming an amusement park for tourists. You can still catch glimpses of old Venice through stories though.
St Marco square |
Basilica di San Marco |
The Doge's palace |
I was finding it a little hard to find out about the history of this area but I then spotted a sign next to the road about a play in English telling the history of Venice on that night. I even managed to pull off a student discount only for those under 26 by admitting to the lady at the desk that I was 27 and not a student currently but I was from South Africa and on a gap year and that I did study last year and earlier this year and that I really wanted to see it but didn’t have the money to splurge on the show. Well, she graciously allowed me in as a student (halved the price) and I got to see a play. I love plays.
View from the palace |
View from the palace |
So, there were 4 people performing and they used changes of costume and projections on the walls and ceiling to tell the story of Venice.
The golden staircase in the palace |
I think one of my favourite stories was how Venice was founded and the story of Basilica di San Marco (the Church of St Mark). They told the story about how the Venetians snuck into Alexandria to steal the bones of St Mark. They succeeded one “dark and stormy night” and arrived back in Venice in triumph carrying the bones. At one point the bones became too heavy to carry and it was on that spot that the Doge of the day promised that they would build a church. And so that is where the Basilica di San Marco now stands. This made Venice second only in importance to St Peter’s in Rome.
Tourists taking photos of the Bridge of Sighs |
After the performance I wondered into St Marco square where there are a number of cafes, each with an orchestra. These really draw the crowds. The orchestras "duel" with each other for the crowd's attention and you can hear some of the real classics if you hang around the outskirts for a while. This was a hint of the grandure of the old days in Venice. Music, dance, wine and good times all in the grandure of St Marco square.
The Bridge of Sighs |
I loved the narrow alleys of Venice and as frustrating as getting lost is – (more than once I turned down an alley that led to a dead-end) it was truly beautiful. I spent an afternoon looking around various museums including the Doge’s palace, unfortunately the audio guide of the palace was rather on the boring side and there were plenty more Japanese tour groups to dodge in order to actually see anything.
Alley ways and canals |
The view near my digs |
Other notible items on sale was Murano glass (famous and as soon as you see it you know why), the normal shot glasses and T-shirts and of course masks. There were such stunning masks on display all colours and shapes and intricutly made. Obviously based in the masks used by the Venetians to hide their identity so that they could do whatever they wanted without anyone knowing who they were. Also there were a number of classical music shows and I happened accross a free museum that had instruments on display from 1400 and 1700.
Murano glass |
There are lots of statues of winged lions in Venice – maybe something to do with St Mark, the lion. Also there are statues representing the sea and Neptune and the relationship that Venice has with the sea. I was told by my free audio guide that the square where the palace and church is floods when there is an especially high tide. The ground has actually been raised in order to prevent such flooding as much as possible. You can see this by the pillars around the palace looking as if they don’t have a base. Meanwhile, the base was just covered by the additional flooring.
The lion of Venice |
So, Venice is a very interesting city and I really enjoyed it, overwhelming number of tourists and all.
Detailing on the top of the columns |
Typical alleyway leading to... |
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