(And once again, I admonish myself—always, for ever—to slow down.)
My next step (having thus lost 6 euros) was to buy a ticket from a living person. Much easier for this addled tourist.
And so I was able to take a boat ride all along the Grand Canal, from Piazzale Roma to Arsenale, with Rick Steves whispering in my ear about the various sights. It was a relaxing, aesthetic 45 minutes. (A guaranteed way of slowing down.) From there I walked through the Biennale Gardens to the far end of the island, and back to my apartment. I got my steps in yet again, and saw some quieter parts of town.
|Piazza San Marco from the water|
|I Giardini della Biennale|
|It was pleasant to see organic forms after |
so many days among city walls.
|Rio terà Garibaldi (a former canal)|