Not the Best Plan
Another beautiful day dawned so I thought we would do a little day trip to Torcello, one of the three well known islands–the other two are Murano and Burano. I looked out the window and saw very short lines to board the boat so we decided to go for it. But, by the time we got down there for the 10:40 trip, there was a long line. The vaporetto was jam packed and we had to stand up in the downstairs seating area. I got pretty cranky. In about a half hour we arrived at Mazzorbo and got off there to walk around to the dock in Burano to change vaps. We made a quick visit to the little vineyard:
Then we had a short wait at the dock in Burano to get to Torcello. In the mythology, Torcello represents the origins of the Venetians but that theory has been debunked by archeological studies. Still, it is pretty and green and we could hear the birds as we walked the path from the boat to the 6th century church. I felt equally drawn to the trees and plants as to the historically significant structures.
Coming home we had about 20 minutes to spend on Burano so we walked around a bit. It was very crowded. I was grateful that we had been there in November of 2019, with Linda and Steve, when there were only a handful of other tourists. We grabbed a coffee and came home. People are always talking about what shoes to bring–here’s the answer:
We put together a lunch from our refrigerator and it was really delicious:
We met Nan for some wine and cicchetti at La Sete and ended up going to Da Rioba right next door for a really nice dinner. We shared some scallops and pasta dishes and the prettiest vegetable contorno I’ve ever seen. It was great to have some quality time with Nan.
No puffy jacket for the walk home! I am beginning to think I can pack it away but I don’t want to jinx it.
Your blog makes my mouth water! And the pictures make the place so beautiful, but intimate.
You should describe the cicchetti that you get when you go to those places