Well, I have to say, Venice caught my attention, and personally I loved it. Different, unusual, beautiful, quirky, well looked after and maintained, scenic, colourful, busy, aimed at tourists yet full of Italians, and most importantly, it is romantic. Sights, sounds, smell and colours are outstanding.
When the sun is out, the colours of buildings almost sparkle, the canals glow green and blue, the gondoliers’ chatter echoes around the alleyways and despite the amount of tourists buzzing around, the place is quiet, sometimes eerie, sometimes acceptably noisy with chatter or music coming from apartments overhanging the streets or canals; the smells are of garlic, pizza, grilled meat, wine and beer, fresh sea water, not stinky smells as there may have been years ago. The place is sparklingly clean, an army of cleaners empty dustbins and sweep streets every half an hour in peak season!
The buildings are ornate, aged, colourful, interesting and different, not two buildings are the same. The Lagoon is always an aqua green colour and the views coming from the Cavallino peninsular to Venice was always stunning, one of my favourite images is of the skyline of Venice with its two towers.
The Cavallino peninsular is quite unusual, about 35 miles long, with 30 camping “villages” and about 20 hotels on the left, all edging out onto the Adriatic sea; on the right are lush agricultural fields inbetween small shopping centres, caravan storage area and huge car parks, where tourists gather for a coach journey to the port at the bottom of the island (Porto Sabbioni) to cross over to Venice.
Our camp site was accommodating and comfortable, the restaurant served fabulously tasty meals and the barman met with David’s approval, introducing him to Japanese whiskey! They opened a side gate for us to exit rather than zig zagging around parked cars and tree trunks!
We moved onto Trieste after 4 weeks in the area, leaving with happy memories and feel we would happily return again.
Love is in the Air in Venice
Typical Venetian Scenes…..
Enjoying nibbles and drinks, typical for us!
My favourite, the Doge’s Palace.
Cavallino campsite
One of the birds that kept us amused, a friendly Jay. Dinner, exquisite. Our daily view of the Adriatic.BBQ Chef.
My favourite dessert, Tiramisu.
Traditional Spag bol!!
Cavallino beach getting ready for the summer rush….
Visit to Venice Part 2 was with Charlotte and Robin, they came to Venice for the weekend, arriving on the Friday in the rain! Luckily Saturday was sunny and dry and warm, so we were able to do the full tourist thing….
Drinkies in St Mark’s Square (at an extortionate price) served by liveried waiters and with a band playing in the back ground, a visit to San Marco’s Cathedral, a tour of the canals on a Gondola, a visit to the Hard Rock café for a cocktail and then a tour of the Doge’s Palace, a magnificent Palace built in 1340, extended and reconstructed several times following fires up to the 18th century.
St Mark’s Square
Venice in the sun.
The Doge’s Palace
The title “doge” was the title of the senior-most elected official of Venice (and Genoa) and was the equivalent of a Duke without being a Duke. A Palace was built on the site of the current Palace in the 9th Century but was destroyed by fire in the 10th century. Over the centuries, it was home to the Great Council, the Council of Ten and the Senate who all served the Doge.
Before the 12th century there were holding cells within the Doge’s Palace but during the 13th, 14th and 15th centuries layouts were changed to increase the number of cells. Due to the dark, damp and isolated qualities they were known as the Pozzi (the Wells) In 1591 more cells were built and due to their position, directly under the lead roof, they were known as Piombi. The cells were covered in lapped larch and basic, with little light or air.
The current building was linked to the prison on the other side of the Canal by The Bridge of Sighs, a two way tunnelled bridge, linking the magistrate’s courts in the Palace to the Prison.
The famous name of the bridge dates from the “Romantic period” and was supposed to refer to the sighs of prisoners who, passing from the courtroom to the cell in which they would serve their sentence, took a last look at freedom as they glimpsed the lagoon saying “I will never again see my beautiful Venice”.
The internal courtyard is surrounded by the palace and St. Mark’s Basilica, which used to be the Doge’s chapel, in the centre of the courtyard stand two well-heads from the mid-16th century.
In 1485, the Great Council decided that a ceremonial staircase should be built within the courtyard, called the Giants’ Staircase. The design included alternate bands of Istrian stone and red Verona marble to create one single monumental approach from the Piazza right into the heart of the building. Since 1567, the Giants’ Staircase is guarded by two colossal statues of Mars and Neptune, which represents Venice’s power by land and by sea, and therefore the reason for its name. Members of the Senate gathered before government meetings in the Senator’s Courtyard, to the right of the Giants’ Staircase.
Original pillars in the cellars.
The Golden Staircase.
One of the Council’s Chambers.
Part of the Armoury.
Original artwork of the Council’s Chambers in operation.
And as it is now…..
The courtyard and Chapel.
The Bridge of Sighs…..
Looking out as a prisoner…..
Looking at the tourists 🙂
Entrance gate opposite the Giant’s Staircase….
Looking out from the Palace down one of the entrances.A genuine prison cell in the Palace.
We arrived at Camping Bella Italia in Peschiera, Lake Garda and was greeted by the friendly security guard who remembered us from last year, calling Samson an “elephant carrier” as he couldn’t describe it as a motorhome or caravan!!
Last year we spent several weeks here exploring the small lake side villages, this time around, we were with my Mum and Dad, Heather & Mike, so were able to share the views with them.
We took them to Bardolino and Lazise, where last year David and I spent our anniversary, we showed them the beautiful ports and walled towns. Bardolino was in full bloom with amazing flower displays.
We spent a day out at the Museum Nicols, a private collector’s display of over 100 vintage and classic cars, over 100 motorbikes and bicycles as well as old sewing machines, typewriters, cameras, vanity cases, gramaphones, radios and other memorabilia.
We also took the local ferry from Peschiera to the top of the lake and back again, a whole day out, stopping at most of the villages. We disembarked at a town near the top of the lake called Malcesine, where last year in October David & I took the cable car to the top of Monte Baldo and watched paragliders launching from the ridges, but this year in April, the cable car was full of skiiers, taking advantage of the snow on the top! It was colder than last year so we decided to skip the cable car and visited the castle instead, catching a bride and groom being photographed in the grounds following their ceremony in one of the rooms within the castle.
We did climb to the top of the bell tower, just as the bells chimed! Fabulous views, despite it being a little foggy which also gave us a lovely sunset.
Before leaving Spain, we stopped at a small site in a village called Capmany, between Figueres and La Jonquera, just below the Spanish border with France and just had to visit the Dali Museum whilst we were here. We arrived early and had a fabulous lunch first and then spent the next 3 hours wandering around the museum.
Salvador Dali was born in Figueres in 1904 and in the 1980s purchased a burned out theatre which he renovated and modernised to home his collection of art, figurines, drawings and jewellery as well as the sketches that he drew before creating every masterpiece. He died in his home town in 1989 and is known as a surreralist as well as for some of his quotes:
I don’t do drugs. I am drugs.
Have no fear of perfection – you’ll never reach it.
Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings.
He really was an odd man, extremely weird and imaginative and obviously had a fantastically bizarre imagination. Hope you enjoy some of his creations.
The exterior of the Dali MuseumDelicious lunch of grilled meats, caprese salad, olives and bread.Outside the museum, some of his artwork is on display.This image is called “Three Pairs”.One of his drawings, look at it long enough to see the different layers.Inside the old arena, the walls have been decorated with mannequins, creatures and sinks!The immaculate Cadillac has a mannequin inside, all overgrown with ivy and leaves….but has a naked statue of a burly woman on it’s bonnet!Another of his drawings.One of his well known images, called Swans Reflecting Elephants.Some of the jewellery collection that he created.This brooch is about 2 inches long, but has a working clock in it.This crucifix is about 3 inches tall.Rubies, diamonds and pearls in a brooch.This jewelled item is 2 feet tall and has the most amazing green gem in the middle. I believe it is called “Elephant Spider”.
A beer in Barcelone before Brunch? Don’t mind if I do!!
So, this year, 2019, was a big one for a certain person……although I keep telling him “he’s in Africa…….in denial (in De Nile)”. He didn’t want any fuss, (unlike his 50th in Barcelona when he was so smashed he couldn’t remember much of the weekend) so no guests, no visitors, no surprise party, just me and him. And so it was!
Dinner on the day.
We actually had some fun on our own, we booked a short notice hotel as the site we were on was only 50 minutes away but the coach journey from the site entrance to the Centre of Barcelona was a bargain price of €5.25 each!! The Hotel was just off the Rambla, right near a Metro station so we really got down and dirty with the locals and took the bus and Metro before checking into our hotel. Lunch was on the hoof as we walked up to the top of the Rambla and off to the right to find the Sagrada Familia Gaudi Cathedral, a long walk punctuated by stops at cafes, shops and tabacs to do bits of shopping, buy coffees and keep warm, on this grey day. Although the temperature was about 15c, we had a cold wind blowing and grey clouds overhead threatening a rainshower. Thankfully this didn’t happen.
We booked tickets at the Gaudi Cathedral for 3.00pm entrance, and came out at 5pm! If ever you want somewhere spectacular to go, I can highly recommend this building, it’s such an unusual cathedral, like nothing we have ever seen before. Despite being full of tourists, the Cathedral had an ethereal feel, quiet and so warm, full of sunlight and a multitude of colours from all the windows in the ceiling. We got a lift to the top of one of the towers, and walked back down the narrow spiral staircase, stopping off to admire the city views at various points where bridges connect to other towers, but it was the interior that fascinated me, the whole building told a tale at different sides and points, a story of birth and death, love, resurrection, betrayal and afterlife.
After tapas and a drink, and then a short recuperation (snooze), we headed out to a local restaurant just off the Rambla that had caught David’s eye earlier, a steak and burger place that stored some of their meat in a dry storage unit to mature it; when we ordered he did order the 45 day dry aged steak and I ordered just a normal one. Mine, despite being well cooked, was much more juicy than David’s medium cooked steak, although both were extremely tasty. David was serenaded by a group of visiting musical minstrels while we were eating, whih was funny. We enjoyed a great bottle of Rioja and some fun with the staff who spoke very little English but understood that it was David’s birthday so offered him a free glass, just the glass (it was stamped with the name of the vineyard), but I forgot to pick it up!
So we headed a few door along where we spotted a bar, opened only 9 months ago, and run by a Portuguese lady called Vieja (vee-eka). The bar had been in operation since 1910, and everything inside was original, and she was an expert in cocktails!
We slunk out of the bar and managed to stagger the two doors along to our hotel, some time much later. I recall trying several different cocktails off the menu but towards the end she asked what spirits we liked and made them up for us…..I think!!! Some, in honour of David’s birthday, were spectacular, sparklers and lights were involved, as was much tequila, vodka, passion fruits, rum, bourbons and the odd plate of crisps and nuts!! Just to say that at about 5am, David stuggled to find the ensuite bathroom, so we had a great night with Vieja!!!
The next day we strolled down to the Marina area after a full Irish breakfast (Irish sausages, bacon, black pudding, mushrooms, eggs, beans….the works!!!) before walking the whole of the Rambla, admiring the street artists, Japanese tourists with their cameras and face masks, and the old buildings along the way. Before we caught the coach back, we stopped at a coffee shop, had coffee and orange juice and suddenly felt human again! A very odd sensation!!!
So this is dinner…..
Contemplating in Plaza Reale
An Ode to Bourbon, written by our good friends Brenda and Mike!! Fabulous!!
Photos of Familia Sagrada Basilica (Cathedral) – which will hopefully be completed in 2027 with the erection a total of 18 towers, 12 are currently built, the rest are in progress.
Exterior of Familia Sagradi Basilica
View of the internal staircase on the tower, it went on and on and on…..The creative artwork over one of the entrances….
Some examples of the stunning colourful bright interior…..
And now, for the evening…….
Being serenaded!!!Cocktail no 1, called A Bearded Lady, with a passionfruit topping filled with crackling cinnamon bark.No 2, a straightforward vodka and champers based drink….A boilermaker for David.A cocktail complete with a sparkler, just for the birthday boy! This was called El Cortorsionista Chino, it was delicious!!
Inside the London Bar!
Juliet & Vieja.
This one glowed, called a Pisco Sour!
Clearing our heads the next day, admiring the scenery.
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