Wed 12 Oct 05 21 °C
So when I went to catch a train to Trieste yesterday, the nice convenient one that I had expected was not available -- it just runs on Mondays. So I caught the train to Venice instead.
Venice is not big, but there are a lot of people there. And most of those people don't live there. I was a little bit shocked at the huge number of tourists there on a Tuesday afternoon in October, and I think I saw about three or four people I could legitimately identify as residents of the town, not counting anyone working at an attraction who or may not have lived there. I can't even imagine what it's like in the summer.
(view across the water from the Piazza San Marco)
Which is not to say, however, that it's not beautiful, it definitely is. I was only there for the day, but I got to see the Doge's Palace and Correr Museum, which contained all sorts of interesting facts and memorabilia from Venice's glory days during the Renaissance.
A point of interest in the Palace was a plaque placed upon Venice's entry into the Republic of Italy in the middle of the 19th century, recording the results of a plebiscite of the people of Veneto as to whether or not they should join. 641,000+ in favor, 69 against. Who, I wonder, were the 69 brave souls who voted against accession?
Here's one attraction I don't understand -- standing still with your arms out in St. Mark's Square so pigeons will land on you:
And when I went to leave, I missed my train back to Udine by about three minutes, so I had another forty to sit and admire the city: