Do you have a favorite cafe? I'd like to share mine with you... It's Lavena Cafe in Piazza San Marco in Venice. I had a wonderful time on my last trip with Alessandro.
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Friday, March 13, 2009
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Do you have a favorite cafe? I'd like to share mine with you... It's Lavena Cafe in Piazza San Marco in Venice. I had a wonderful time on my last trip with Alessandro.
This is my latest PhotoHunt entry.
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Last September...
Alessandro and I went to Venice.
And I can honestly say:
Heart of Gold and Versailles kits are by Irene Alexeeva
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Groundhog Day
Blog Prompt: February 2 is Groundhog Day. Do you remember that Bill Murray movie where he wakes up to the same day over and over? If it was you, describe the day you would want to repeat over and over.
Well this is fun!
How about the last day I had in Venice with my son Alessandro? I could relive that over, and over. Especially the part where we had cappuccino at Lavena Cafe in Piazza San Marco.
Well this is fun!
How about the last day I had in Venice with my son Alessandro? I could relive that over, and over. Especially the part where we had cappuccino at Lavena Cafe in Piazza San Marco.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
The Bell Tower at Piazza San Marco
Still Thursday
Back to Piazza San Marco where the trestle tables had gone as quickly as they had been put up. Goodness, that was quick! Over to the Campanile, the bell tower that fell down at 5.30 in the morning in 1910 and took two year to rebuild using the same bricks. We paid our 6 euros and went up in the elevator with ten other people. The views are always worthwhile.
Back to Piazza San Marco where the trestle tables had gone as quickly as they had been put up. Goodness, that was quick! Over to the Campanile, the bell tower that fell down at 5.30 in the morning in 1910 and took two year to rebuild using the same bricks. We paid our 6 euros and went up in the elevator with ten other people. The views are always worthwhile.
Burano and Torcello
Thursday 27 September
We walked to the Fondamente Nuove easily as it’s quite close to Campo Santa Maria Formosa, which is near where we are staying. As we were early for the ferry we walked for a while among the residential apartment buildings and the fruit and fish stalls.
We took the ferry to Burano where they have their own leaning tower. It’s the church bell tower and can usually be seen from quite a distance away across the water, but its outline is indistinct now as it’s under scaffolding.
We watched a young woman lace making. Usually at that shop it is the nonna they bring out for the tourists to admire, but I guess it was time to train someone new in the ancient art of tatting. Alessandro was very interested in all the colorful houses and we now have a great new photo album.
After a cappuccino and a café latte we went across to Torcello – we spent a lot of time there sitting and soaking in the pastoral quiet. Talking to the goats, the geese, the ducks and the turkeys. There were different cats this year and they have been given two dog kennels to live in, each one with the name Dingo written clearly on it. When two tour groups arrived we moved on.
The ferry stopped in at the Lido on the way back to San Marco. We could see cars and a lot of hotels at the landing stage.
On our return to Venice, the trestle tables were up in Piazza San Marco, but there wasn’t much water about. We stopped in for a snack at the popular self service restaurant Cat Qui Rit, which can be found just behind San Marco, at Calle Tron. On the way to there we passed the gondola station outside the Cavelletto Hotel, where a larger number of tourists than usual were all lined up to wait their turn on a gondola. That reminds me, we must take some more traghetto rides tomorrow.
We walked to the Fondamente Nuove easily as it’s quite close to Campo Santa Maria Formosa, which is near where we are staying. As we were early for the ferry we walked for a while among the residential apartment buildings and the fruit and fish stalls.
We took the ferry to Burano where they have their own leaning tower. It’s the church bell tower and can usually be seen from quite a distance away across the water, but its outline is indistinct now as it’s under scaffolding.
We watched a young woman lace making. Usually at that shop it is the nonna they bring out for the tourists to admire, but I guess it was time to train someone new in the ancient art of tatting. Alessandro was very interested in all the colorful houses and we now have a great new photo album.
After a cappuccino and a café latte we went across to Torcello – we spent a lot of time there sitting and soaking in the pastoral quiet. Talking to the goats, the geese, the ducks and the turkeys. There were different cats this year and they have been given two dog kennels to live in, each one with the name Dingo written clearly on it. When two tour groups arrived we moved on.
The ferry stopped in at the Lido on the way back to San Marco. We could see cars and a lot of hotels at the landing stage.
On our return to Venice, the trestle tables were up in Piazza San Marco, but there wasn’t much water about. We stopped in for a snack at the popular self service restaurant Cat Qui Rit, which can be found just behind San Marco, at Calle Tron. On the way to there we passed the gondola station outside the Cavelletto Hotel, where a larger number of tourists than usual were all lined up to wait their turn on a gondola. That reminds me, we must take some more traghetto rides tomorrow.
Life is beautiful
“Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy, days of summer,
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer…”
Today was one of those incredible blue and sunny Venice days. You know, the kind where you start off at daybreak and you get to watch your son eat his first ever brioche con marmellata with a really exquisite cappuccino. Then when you take him to Piazza San Marco, long before the crowds roll in, and you’re sitting in a café chair outside Lavena, all the bells go off. A ringin’ and a chimin’ with black moors striking the bells at the top of the clock tower.
He was so impressed with the chapel at the side of San Marco. He was even more impressed with the two traghetto rides we took. We visited a lot of churches today. After the San Marco side chapel, we went into San Zulian, then San Stephano, where he took some great pictures and finally the glorious Salute.
I can’t believe we walked around four sestieri this morning; Castello, San Marco, San Polo and Accademia.
We have been over the Rialto Bridge three times already, and we’ve only been here twenty-four hours. We walked over the Accademia Bridge as well.
Alessandro has looked in so many clothes stores. He speaks perfect shopping Italian now. “Buon giorno, quanto costa per favore? Grazie.” After really checking out the Dolce e Gabbana store very closely, he finally found two affordable jackets in my favorite piazza, Campo Santa Maria Formosa. We had just sat for a half hour on some steps leading down to a canal, eating our pizza al taglio, while gazing at the many storied apartment buildings and watching a stream of gondole float serenely by. It was just after school let out and the square was filling up with young children and their nonnas, play equipment was set out for all to share and mammas were catching up with their amici.
Then we walked down Calle de la Rasse to the Grand Canal just in time to see the biggest cruise ship I have ever seen in my life drift majestically by. The people lining the top story had all been in Venice earlier that day. If you avoid the main streets during rush hour like we do, you can avoid them too.
Alessandro finally found the elusive Ferrari store again. It’s right next to the Chiesa San Zulian, which we walked past six times today, and across from the Cartier store. He saw a jacket he liked for 760 euros and found one or two other things… but sadly they were closing for the night. I found a plum and chestnut silk and cashmere pashmina to add to my collection. Leslie’s rule: One can never have enough pashminas.
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer…”
Today was one of those incredible blue and sunny Venice days. You know, the kind where you start off at daybreak and you get to watch your son eat his first ever brioche con marmellata with a really exquisite cappuccino. Then when you take him to Piazza San Marco, long before the crowds roll in, and you’re sitting in a café chair outside Lavena, all the bells go off. A ringin’ and a chimin’ with black moors striking the bells at the top of the clock tower.
He was so impressed with the chapel at the side of San Marco. He was even more impressed with the two traghetto rides we took. We visited a lot of churches today. After the San Marco side chapel, we went into San Zulian, then San Stephano, where he took some great pictures and finally the glorious Salute.
I can’t believe we walked around four sestieri this morning; Castello, San Marco, San Polo and Accademia.
We have been over the Rialto Bridge three times already, and we’ve only been here twenty-four hours. We walked over the Accademia Bridge as well.
Alessandro has looked in so many clothes stores. He speaks perfect shopping Italian now. “Buon giorno, quanto costa per favore? Grazie.” After really checking out the Dolce e Gabbana store very closely, he finally found two affordable jackets in my favorite piazza, Campo Santa Maria Formosa. We had just sat for a half hour on some steps leading down to a canal, eating our pizza al taglio, while gazing at the many storied apartment buildings and watching a stream of gondole float serenely by. It was just after school let out and the square was filling up with young children and their nonnas, play equipment was set out for all to share and mammas were catching up with their amici.
Then we walked down Calle de la Rasse to the Grand Canal just in time to see the biggest cruise ship I have ever seen in my life drift majestically by. The people lining the top story had all been in Venice earlier that day. If you avoid the main streets during rush hour like we do, you can avoid them too.
Alessandro finally found the elusive Ferrari store again. It’s right next to the Chiesa San Zulian, which we walked past six times today, and across from the Cartier store. He saw a jacket he liked for 760 euros and found one or two other things… but sadly they were closing for the night. I found a plum and chestnut silk and cashmere pashmina to add to my collection. Leslie’s rule: One can never have enough pashminas.
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