On route to Venice we stopped over in Bologna and Fiorana, the home of Italian auto porn. More of that here. If ever you visit Venice out of season you will dodge the festivals there. Even without the crowds and while we were there in early winter, it was still busy. It is a very romantic city but do not think you will spend time there or can even afford to eat there. It’s damn expensive.
We had an espresso at the Piazza San Marco that were R180-00 for us both. It was Elsebie’s birthday and we decided to splash a bit on wining and dining. Well the wine did not happen and the dine was a quick sandwich. We left the eating for the evening outside of Venice.
The island of Murano is a short hop with a water taxi. The glass workshops of Murano conjure writhing chandeliers, swirling goblets and gem-bright jewellery from their red-hot furnaces.
There are busses, trains and taxis going to Venice which makes it easy to visit during the day and staying for less in hotels outside in Mestre. While in Mestre and at a hotel it was time to wash the kit. It did not have any cleaning since Sudan. A few days’ stay in hotels do have it’s benefits.