Emerging onto the Fondamenta S. Lucia was more than crossing the physical threshold from Venice’s railway station onto the streets of a new city. This was Venice, after all, where the sights and sounds are like nowhere else on earth. Here, crossing this mundane threshold is like disappearing down an elegant rococo rabbit hole into a world of fantasy, history and sensual beauty.
In reality, of course, you’re met by the sight of tiny, perfect, S. Simeon Picolo, across the Grand Canal, and though the tourists thronging the steps onto the Fondamenta may be less well dressed than in days gone by (and yes, more tightly packed!), the sense of magic remains. I’d have taken a photograph, last time I arrived, except I was an arm shy, trying to manipulate a walking frame, an unusually bulky suitcase, and a bulging shoulder bag – where my camera seemed to be buried beneath unaccountable layers of necessities that seemed to have accumulated during my trip down from Turbenthal. It was unexpectedly warm for November, especially since we’d had the season’s first snow, crossing The Alps.
Last time I was here, November, and December too, were misty, mysterious, and bone-chillingly cold but that didn’t deter the water sprites and other magic-weavers from accompanying me across to the Vaporetto, chattering and whispering, reminding me of my allegiance to La Serenissima’s charms. No dears, I’d not forgotten. See, I’ve returned already. I’ve changed my plans. If you’ll help me overcome my lack of Lira, I could stay till Christmas. And indeed they did, and so I did, and so my infatuation with Venice deepened.
Challenging us to post our interpretations of threshold, this week’s WP Photo Challenge immediately prompted these memories of how a few steps across a lobby changed my life. So lets visit some other Venetian thresholds, just for fun!
WONDERFUL !!! – you have shown all the best aspects of this amazing and historical city. Mille grazie: mi fa tante piacere …
Wonderful Venice! I will be there for five days in June.
The photos tell of your infatuation. That last photo!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes! these are fabulous shots with stories to tell 🙂
a worthy infatuation, thrilling photos, such rich colours for a watery environment, I love the gondola rank, and the misty scene … S said we may not be able to go next year … but my heart is set on seeing this beautiful city again 🙂
Tremendous pictures showing the reality of such an ageing city but also it’s magnificence still.
xxx Massive Hugs xxx.
I love Venice 🙂 It was the destination of the first trip I took independently of family/school, with a friend, in the 80’s, and it was also the first time I saw the sea and a beach.
I was so close once; on Corfu. I ran out of time and money. The photos are very interesting.
Venus has always fascinated me. It’s a place I will never see myself. I can’t think of anyone I would rather have show it to me through their eyes than you. Those thresholds certainly are inviting us to crossover them.
I love this post.
I love your Vince post, always do! Somehow, you do so well of taking us into a world of fantasy, history and sensual beauty…
Thank you, Meredith!
A wonderful post, Meredith. You have captured some really interesting and unusual scenes of Venice.
Ahhh, Venezia … yes.
What stories Venice must have to tell! Maybe someday I’ll hear them myself, but until then, your posts make me feel like I’m there, even if only for a few moments.
Stories whisper out at you from every stone, it seemed! I’m so happy to share some of the places I saw with you 🙂
How beautifully you have captured the atmosphere of a city that is more than just St. Mark’s Square
You’re too right! You’d think, by the crowds, that the Piazza – and the shopping streets leading to it – was all there was to see. I was amazed, on my last visit how this concentration has become so pronounced. On the other hand, it was a blessing in a way – the rest of the city didn’t seem to be any more touristy than it had been back in the 70s when I first came under its spell!
Lovely post…… once, many, many years ago I was in Venice in November, it was chilly and misty, as you say, but it seemed I had the city to my self. I travelled by train from Munich, Germany, the night train , its incredible to wake in Venice in a train. Unforgettable memories of just locals and cats passing the walkways.
Yes! I remember the days when the fog and a couple of aque alta used to clear out the hordes … nowadays they buy gumboots and treat it as part of the ‘experience’! 🙂
Thresholds to die for, Meredith, even in the cold and damp (is that really me saying these words?)
That last photo is mesmerising.
Wow, amazing, thanks for taking me along!
It’s my duty, Phil – as part of my allegiance to La Serenissima 🙂
Fabulous pics of this magical city, Meredith. I would love to spend more time there, to explore the real Venice, instead of just doing the touristy things. Great post for the challenge. 🙂
I’ve never understood anyone who has visited Venice and not been infatuated with it. Lovely photos.
Ahh these are all stunning Meredith…….can’t wait!! 🙂
Awesome overall gallery!!
Thank you! 🙂