Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Venezia: Day 2


No photos were allowed inside this room of the Palazzo Ducale, so I googled it and found these--Tintoretto's Paradiso, which is in the High Council chamber (Sala del Maggior Consiglio).


The Palazzo Ducale

Piazza San Marco in the morning, before the tourists arrived

I look good in this one....
Richard looks good in this one...
And this one's ok, but you can't see San Marco!
Richard & me in Piazza San Marco--it's so empty in the morning!




The inner courtyard of the Palazzo Ducale
I love all the gold!
A carving in the marble on the prison windowsill
A prison cell in the Palazzo Ducale
In the courtyard of the Palazzo Ducale


The statues are Mars and Neptune, with the Venetian winged lion at the top--it's supposed to symbolize Venice's control over land and sea.

Richard & me at the top of the Campanile (bell tower)
View from the top of the Campanile--that's the Basilica and the Palazzo Ducale

St. Mark's from above



We took lots of shots from the top of the Campanile--it was freezing & windy, so we needed to make the most of it

Rialto Bridge
View from the Rialto Bridge

Looking down the centre of the Rialto bridge towards the markets
Rialto Markets

More of the markets


Mercati antiche--the antique markets
Richard & me along the Grand Canal

Grand Canal from the Rialto Bridge
Richard & me on the Rialto Bridge

Richard got this terrible pop,"Chino"--it seemed like an energy drink, really sweet and gross...






Where the locals live--note the clotheslines!
The Arsenale



Campanile bells ringing

We got an early start on Sunday morning and after the lovely free breakfast, we took some photos in Piazza San Marco. We toured the Palazzo Ducale before the tourists arrived (it opens at 8:30am, and there were hardly any other people there). It's an amazing place--the building mostly dates back to the 14th century, and it housed the political institutions for the Republic of Venice, including the senate chambers, courts and prisons. Tintoretto's Paradiso is in the largest of the chambers--it's just breathtaking. Every wall in the chamber is covered with a huge oil painting, but this is the biggest one. The tour continues down into the prisons on the opposite side of the canal--they're dark and dank and smell slightly of seaweed. Not pleasant, and it's such a contrast from the grandeur of the chambers!

After the Palazzo Ducale, we had an espresso and then went up the Campanile (bell tower). I was expecting a long climb up the 99m/300ft tower, like in Florence's Duomo--but no, they have an elevator! Fantastico! When we first got up to the top, the bells were ringing, so I took the little video above. The view from the top of the tower was amazing, especially looking over the Basilica and the Palazzo Ducale.

We spent the rest of the afternoon wandering towards the Rialto (the bridge and the markets around it). On the way over, we found a Co-op supermarket so we picked up lunch at the deli there--pizza, calzone, focaccia and fruit. The Rialto was really crowded with tourists & vendors. It's hard to get good pictures of the bridge when it's completely covered by people (who are also trying to take pictures). The market stalls all sold the same crap at different prices--t-shirts, snowglobes, little plastic gondole, Carneval masks, etc. It was a bit overwhelming (but so is Leeds City Market/Pike Place Market). We followed signs towards the Mercato Antiche, the antique market, and it was much less crowded. The antiques in an old country like Italy are so much older and more interesting than antiques in America. There were lots of housewares, furniture, and jewelry, and even some lovely vintage clothes (coats & dresses that looked like they were from the 30's or 40's). Nothing from the 70's/80's like you see at antique shops in America sometimes ;)

After the market, we went to check out the Arsenale. It wasn't in the guidebook, it's just something Richard found on-line--a very cool historical site, the heart of Venetian shipbuilding since the 12th century. Galileo even worked as a consultant to shipbuilders there! Unfortunately, we found out why it's not in the guidebook--it's still being used as a naval base, so it's not open to visitors. On the plus side, there were no tourists around and we got to see some signs of true local life (clotheslines! We were starting to think that nobody actually lived in Venice...)

We had a siesta back at the hotel (we really enjoyed Italian TV--news was fairly easy to understand, and the infomercials were hilarious! We watched a hair restoration product ad for ages, haha!) For dinner, we decided to try the recommendation that our hotel concierge had given us. It was fairly close to the hotel, and the prices were decent. Even though it was touristy (multi-lingual menus are always a bad sign), the food was good and the staff were very nice. We had a very nice white wine (Soave), I had spaghetti with clams, and Richard had lasagna and for dessert I had tiramisu and Richard had a really interesting & tasty ricotta cheesecake. Besides, since they didn't rush us out of there, or make us stand at a bar, they were already better than the other places we'd tried.

After dinner we went to Aciugheta, a restaurant and wine bar near our hotel for more wine. It was so subtle about being touristy...I spoke Italian with the bar staff, but I did overhear them speaking English with other customers later. We had dinner there the next night, and the menu was printed in Italian, English, French, German and Japanese, but again, it was very subtle. A lot of the "menu turistico"s that you see in touristy restaurants just have big brash flags in color printed on separate menus for each language, and the waiter hands you the menu of the language they think you might speak (so presumptuous! What if you're multi-lingual?). This menu was more like a binder, with 2 pages in Italian, 2 pages in English, etc. Very classy-- nice touch! The wine was a 3 euro/glass red Zinfandel, and it was seriously the loveliest, softest, fruitiest wine I've ever had. I can't believe how cheap & good the wine is in Italy...It was a lovely finish to a much better day in Venice :)



Venezia: Day 1


The clock tower in Piazza San Marco
Basilica di San Marco (no photos inside, unfortunately...It's got an amazing gold-leaf ceiling!)
Richard & me in Piazza San Marco

One of my many canal shots...This one was close to our hotel

In front of every church, there's a square (piazza). This one is San Moise, in the heart of the higher-end shopping area (Ferragamo, Prada, etc.)
Gondole! (Seriously, every two seconds we had a gondolier asking us if we wanted a gondola ride..."Gondola, gondola? Romantico!" No, grazie. It's not romantic enough to justify the price...The standard rate is 80 euro for 40 minutes!)
This is what the pedestrian streets look like. I loved not having to worry about crossing traffic--we didn't even see any bicycles!
Gondole (gondolas) moored up for the evening
Richard & me having our first gelati outside Piazza San Marco
Richard & me in Piazza San Marco
The Basilica and the Palazzo Ducale
San Marco--when the sun starts to go down, all the gold really shines!

The winged lion is the symbol of Venice
Richard & me in Piazza San Marco

The clock tower in Piazza San Marco. They have a lot of these 24-hour clocks (we saw them in the Palazzo Ducale, too)
Gondole!

Our first glimpse of Venice--from the water, as it should be!

We arrived at Treviso airport on Saturday afternoon--it's a tiny little airport that only gets used by 2 little discount airlines, Ryanair and Whizz (seriously, Whizz?). There's a 40-minute bus to Venice for 9 euros, round-trip. Ryanair has a bit of a bad reputation, but I thought it was fine. I actually liked the bus ride--you get to see the mainland this way, which is so different from Venice itself.
From the bus station, we took the vaporetto (ferry) to San Zaccharia-San Marco, the stop closest to our hotel. The hotel was great--perfect location, nice and quiet, decent room with lovely windows that looked out on the little side street below. The free breakfast was good, too--bread, meat, cheese, croissants, several kinds of fruit, 3 kinds of cereal, coffee/tea, yogurt, marble cake, juice. They had grapefruit juice that was amazingly sweet--not bitter or tart like it usually is.

After we checked in and dropped our bags off in the room, we headed over to Piazza San Marco. We went inside the Basilica before it closed, and after that we just explored the area and ate gelato (mine was Tiramisu, his was hazelnut--noccio).

The guide book suggested a little place called Cavatappi as a good place for cicheti (tapas) and traditional Venetian cuisine (seafood, pasta). They're a wine bar, and they start serving dinner at 7pm. We got there at 9 minutes to 7, and the host told us that the kitchen was closed and doesn't open until 7. Did we want to have a drink instead? Um, yes, we'll order wine and then in 9 minutes we'll order food...jeez. He let us sit and look at a wine menu, and when he came back to take our order, it was past 7 so I asked for a food menu. He was very rude about it, and to be honest, we just weren't comfortable in the place. I spoke Italian to him, and he responded in English, so I was very sad about that, too. The food was ok, but they had run out of the pasta dish that I'd wanted (how is that possible when the kitchen had just opened and there were only 4 other diners there?).

We went to another wine bar on the way back to the hotel, and had miserable service there, too. My feet were really sore, so I wanted to sit down. It costs extra to have your wine at a table rather than stand at the bar, but I was fine with that. We found a table and sat, and the host took our wine order. He asked if we were having dinner and we said no, just wine (this was all in Italian). He repeated his question in English, and we said, again, in English, no, we just ate dinner. He said (in English), but it's dinner time, 8 o'clock is dinner time. He left, and when he came back with the wine, he told us (in Italian) that we couldn't sit there, that the tables were for people who were eating dinner and we'd have to go stand at the bar. I was ticked. He really should have told us that before he brought the wine, so we'd have the choice to stay or go. The only plus in that place was the fact that he did speak Italian with me, so I was less offended than I was with the guy at Cavatappi.

The rest of the trip improved--I learned how to deal with rude people and when to try to speak Italian and when to give up. Some people were lovely, and some seemed to hate tourists. I can't blame them--we did see a lot of badly behaved tourists (Americans, Brits, Germans, Spanish, Japanese--there's no one bad group, just lots of bad individuals!). But maybe if they hate tourists, they shouldn't live in a city that thrives on tourism?

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Irish Music Night at The Grove

March is Irish History Month here in the UK. On Sunday night we went to an Irish folk music night at The Grove Inn, a very cute old Irish pub hidden behind Bridgewater Place (a huge modern high-rise, probably the tallest building in Leeds). It was so great--just like in the movies! It just felt like they were having a jam session and we were invited--very intimate. At one point one of the older guys sang a cappella, and everyone went completely silent out of respect & awe--he was really good! But when the music was going, it was rowdy & loud, and people chatted. The 12 musicians just about outnumbered the audience--which is probably another reason why it felt so intimate.
Six of them were this band Doolin' from France--an French Irish folk band! Brilliant! They really were great, and I even overheard a real Irish girl on her cell telling someone to come to the pub, "these guys are outstanding!"
I found an old YouTube video of them, so you can hear what they're like:

Tuesday, March 1, 2011