I haven't done much today, just been hanging around and walked a million miles mostly.
There is an island here that is the cemetary that I want to get to, I went to the information place and they told me which ferry to get but from what I could work out you have to go to Murano first which is about half an hour away, the cemetary island is about five minutes away and I didn't want to go half an hour to get five minutes so I didn't go, but I did walk around an area that I haven't been to before. I didn't get to Dorsoduro last time so went wandering around there today. It looks like the 'newest' part of Venice, and has a university there. From what I have read about it, it is THE place to be seen but I won't be seen there when it counts I don't think. I prefer the back streets and calle for me.
The most difficult part of Venice is getting through the crowds. This afternoon I walked through San Marco to try to figure out the vaporetto to those two islands, and the bridge where you can see the Bridge of Sighs from was just a seething moving mass of people. They looked like maggots. Not the nicest way to describe them I know but that was the first thing that entered my head. Moving mass of maggots. Anyway, didn't figure out the vaporetto, but decided I needed to get out of there so took a small exit off the main drag and got lost for an hour or so, then suddenly I was in a piazza and I knew exactly where I was.
I had coffee this morning in a cafe just around the corner and over the bridge from the nunnery. The guy said to me 'take a seat signora, I will bring it' to which I said "No, al bar per favore". Then a guy standing next to me ordered coffee, paid three euro and went to walk out to sit at a table and the guy behind the counter yelled out to him 'it costs more at the table, you need to pay more'. The guy turned around and I said to him to stand at the bar and drink his coffee or he would be paying three times the price. We got chatting. He was from America blah blah blah. Another man who had been sitting with a woman paid for their coffee, five euro each, the American guy paid three euro, I went to pay and it turns out the American guys three euro had paid for his and my coffee. I am sooooooooo glad I have done my research from years ago. 1.5 euro to stand at the counter to drink the same coffee at a table that costs 5 euro. That's a cuppacino, for coffee or machiatto it's 1 euro. Bastards. The American guy has been being ripped off all week. I have been told every morning, sit signora I will bring it to you, and every time I have said, no, al bar. So I stand and drink my cuppacino and the bastards behind the bar think I'm a bitch for being savvy and can't charge me more than 1.5 euro.
Anyway, I have wandered, not eaten pasta or pizza or bread today and although I said I was going to have a dry day, that part didn't work out but the rest did.
I've been to la posta and have a box to post home my masks I have bought. I am about done with any shopping I wanted to do, just got two more things to get, I know what I want but I'm holding out for the best price. Haha, I'm looking for somewhere that sells what I want for 50c less!
Speaking of which, I walked past one of the street rip-off vendors and he had the thing I wanted to get for Mason, Koby and Hamish, I asked how much, 3 euro each. I said I wanted 3 and I wasn't paying 3 euro each, he said bad luck, I said bad luck for him not me and walked off. Next thing, he is running after me asking me how much I wanted to pay. I said I would pay 4 euro for three of the items. OK OK, so that's what I got. Then very cheekily, I got my three things and handed him 5 euro note and waited for my 1 euro change! They are so annoying, they stand with their stuff in the middle of the pathway, you have to walk around them although yesterday one was creepy and I told him I would stand on his shit if he didn't shut up and stop talking to me - mostly kids toys that go splat, camera holders so you can take selfies, hand bags of course and umbrellas if it is raining. They stand there and say 'hello' in such a sleezy manner it is revolting. Then they say 'how much' as in how much would you pay. I ignore. Until today when I bought three splat toys and until one hand bag seller said 'hello, do you want an bag' and I said 'do you want a smack in the face'.
Speaking of which, when walking around today a woman stopped dead in front of me and tripped me. The man with her told ME to be careful where I am walking. I said to him, through clenched teeth, 'don't you dare tell me to be careful when SHE tripped ME'. He backed off.
A bit like the woman who looked me dead in the eye then cut me off. Conveniently for me but not for her, at the same time I needed to burp. Which I did. In her ear. Then I laughed. It's not a bad feeling being rude back to rude people and knowing that they are never going to see you again so it doesn't matter! I hope I don't forget where I am and continue this rude behaviour when I get home!
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