Venice
September 2006
One of the islands this was a museum that we probably didn't go inside.
More colourful buildings on waterways.
A religious place.
Afternoon was turning to evening on the way back and the sun had turned a fiery red.
No matter where you are in the world, you can almost guarantee there'll be a Metropole...
More soon.
Look, here it is. Lynne can't quite believe it.
Right then, it's time to go up St Mark's Campanile.
It does give some spectacular views. This is the thing we saw earlier which is not the Basilica.
A view along the coast.
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
A view of St Mark's square.
And the top of the Basilica.
Despite the height, Lynne did make the journey up, as this photo sort of proves.
Arty shot of a canal.
A modern art museum that asked the question we asked every day whilst in Venice.
A view across the waterway, reminiscent now of one of the scenes in Casino Royale.
The current art installations were advertised by a gigantic pink balloon dog. Which is entirely how it should be.
We visited the famous bar in Venice: Harry's Bar. It was apparently declared a national landmark in 2001, something that I doubt is reserved for the Crown, Dog & Partridge, Frog & Railway, etc.
Here's a sneaky shot inside before we got arrested for taking photographs. No, not really. I'm too sneaky to get caught.
It's times like this when you realise your name is too common (and also that you are too willing to go into partnership with anything that breathes).
Well, you can't come to Venice without going in a gondola, despite being ridiculously expensive (that's supply and demand pressures for you).
Here we are on the gondola, courtesy of a sneaky backward shot.
It was a nice day to be gondoling. If that's a word (it's not).
Some costumed geezers taking a break and having a fag.
This is where we stayed for the duration of our, er, stay,
Of course we can't head back to the airport without going on a water taxi.
And that was that. I'm prepared to admit that this hasn't been the greatest tourist guide in the history of such things, but that's what you get for updating a page over 6 years after we visited the place that the page covers. I promise it will never happen again.
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