D31 Trans Europa Chioggia – Ferrara

We almost made a circuit of the centre city of Ferrara before I spotted the ubiquitous UNESCO notice. Not really a surprise given the uniqueness of the buildings.

It was quite “cool” to be asked to leave the world’s oldest continuously open wine bar (though it might not have been wine in 1100) as certified by those wine merchants – Guiness. No non alcoholic drinks are served. Even on a day when it’s empty outside where we sat under the shelter of an umbrella to avoid the threatened rain.

We left Chioggia just after the most wonderful thunder and lightning storm. Thick black skies illuminated by forked shafts of power. I was doing a quick calculation whether I was safer on my aluminium bike vs Barbara’s titanium one. It wasn’t tested though.

We passed through landscapes that made the Cambridgeshire Fens look flat. Hadn’t expected the pink flamingos. Well white with a dash of pink. They were probably admiring the same church towers we were. Brick seems in common use here.

The River Po is our companion for a long while. It’s Italy’s longest river. Apparently the Po river has played a significant part in the development of the Po Valley. AI has got things cracked!

D30 Trans Europa Venice – Chioggia

A two ferry day to get to the mainland. The number of bikes allowed on the second one is at the Captain’s discretion. That’s after it decides to arrive – who knew the one we waited for only runs on a Thursday?Noticing locals were queuing like Italians (ie not) we sharpened our elbows. All was well.

Chioggia is an absolute delight: a complete contrast to Venice less than 20km away. A small working town of 50000 folks with a fishing fleet, locals milling around, washing hanging out. Even a cruise ship (or floating noravirus container some say) didn’t seem too out of place. I lie. But as they tend to feed people on board the local feel wasn’t diluted.

It may not be UNESCO but has a fair share of 13,14 15 C Churches. One told of great things happening in 1760. Which begged the question what were we doing, Apart from starting the madness of King George. At war of course, in the middle of the Seven Years’ War. This was a far-reaching conflict between European powers that lasted from 1756 to 1763. France, Austria, Saxony, Sweden, and Russia were aligned on one side, and they fought Prussia, Hanover, and Great Britain on the other.

And passing the Somerset Road Act. That dates the pot holes.

Back to Chioggia and excellent cheap coffee. Perhaps one of the best places we’ve been through. Gelato too.

Trans Europa – Venice 2

Let’s get the suprise out of the way. It is a UNESCO site. Is it just me, or are the vast majority of these sites associated with vast amounts of wealth, power, high religion. Welcome to the UNESCO site of Castlemilk doesn’t have the same ring to it perhaps – or maybe lack of good dining for the inspection team.

It is quite spectacular, with a fast ferry bus from Lido (twinned with Ludo), where the plebious vulgaris live. Well I thought so unti I saw the real estate costs. We spent the morning and early evening mootching around the allay ways off St Mark’s Square. Elon Musk got the name Doge from here.

Coffee in the oldest continously open coffee house in the world – documented that is, as Oxford claims to have an older one, just no proof. Their waiters didn’t live as long it seems. Live music outside, where we spotted Karl Jenkings sitting coffeeing. He has, it seems, artistic links with Venice. Or maybe he’s a spy UNESCO inspector?

The controversy over the different stripes of the gondoliers was googled to the ground. Red and Blue are both permissable (if horizontal and 625lines), but not together. Both of equal status.

Google hasn’t quite solved the challenge of the difference between a cover charge on a bill and a tip. Ergo they are the same.

Tomorrow a short day along the Lido runway to a couple of ferry hops to the next coffee and gelato destination.

Ciao, Ciao Venizia!

Trans Europa: Venice-1

Just a few photos as we tootled along. It’s mind boggling to think they build this by piling in millions of wooden stakes until they reached clay. They don’t rot because there’s no oxygen. Then think: exactly how and who did the piling? From what? And why? I know the answer you read is “ good defensive position”. Like castles, why don’t the opposing side then just go around and thumb their noses at the ones inside?

It was a fun tour: a great perspective and a sense of scale of this place. UNESCO I wonder? I bet there is a waiting list to be a UNESCO inspector: tough job, someone has to do it.

D29 Trans Europa San Stino Di Livenza – Lido de Venezia

A day of dodging the cyclists out enjoying their Sunday outings. For an early morning start, the traffic was busy-ish. Maybe they were heading to Mass. There was even a woman outside a cafe.

The feeling of urbanisation started quite far out from Venice. Wealthy suburbs but not too flashy nor secluded.

Soon we were at the Water Taxi meeting point – for a tour of Venice before the quieter streets of Lido.