Gateway to Venice.
We’re back and I have strange in between worlds feelings, I don’t quite belong here but I also feel I don’t quite belong in Australia either. It’s disquieting. We arrived in Dubai and found a quaint Lebanese cafe to wile away the couple of hours wait and then we arrived in Venice in the afternoon.
We’re staying in Treviso, a fortified town on the outskirts of Venice, complete with several water wheels for milling grain. It has waterways like Venice and is so much quieter.
Wandering the streets I come across a Roman mosaic underground that is fenced off and we find a Museum/deconsecrated church that features frescoes by Giovanni Bellini, the teacher of Titian whose painting also is there. Beneath there is a crypt that has pre christian mosaics as well. We walk upon history here, pagan temples that become christian churches.
It’s Easter and I notice as I pass sweet shops that there aren’t a great deal of Easter eggs and they’re mainly big ones that the family shares rather than small individual ones. We eat, drink and wander through churches, the bells ring, ducks float by on the shallow clear waterways, the water weeds swaying.
We lunch at Trattoria dall’amelia and I have a traditional borlotti bean soup with fresh radicchio on the side which was slightly odd but tasty.
Later that night we had aperitivo in the main square, the Piazza dei Signori, at a lovely old bar Beltrame and waited until the restaurants opened. We dined at da Pino pizzeria on a fantastic salad of crispy pears and parmesan and an asparagus pizza as it’s asparagus time here in Italy.
Beautiful cafes with frescoed ceilings, people watching and leaning over bridges - watching the water is the thing to do here. Looking up and looking down in case you miss anything.
We people watch and wander and enjoy an Italian Easter.
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