Threshold to an Infatuation

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, Threshold to an Infatuationand 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 Through the Mist Venice 4but 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!

28 thoughts on “Threshold to an Infatuation

  1. WONDERFUL !!! – you have shown all the best aspects of this amazing and historical city. Mille grazie: mi fa tante piacere …

  2. 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 🙂

  3. 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.

    Great pics!

  4. 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.

  5. 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!

  6. 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.

    • 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!

  7. 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.

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