Thursday, September 28, 2017

(Not Enough Time in) Venice

Never having seen Venice up close, the sail-in was a must, for Monica at least. She was up on deck with most of the rest of the guests at 7:00, when we started sailing along the shoreline toward the ferry pier, where we would be docking.

Up until Sunday we had only had two days of not-so-good weather - at Hvar with the rainstorm and Sibenik where it was cool and blustery most of the day. So of course, we woke to an overcast morning with a forecast of showers, but that didn't take away from the excitement of seeing the city for the first time:

Our first view of Piazza San Marco and the Doge's Palace.
If you look really closely at the right edge of the picture
you can see the Bridge of Sighs going from the
Palace to the prison.




One of the many, many canals and 403 bridges
in Venice. Is that tower in the background
leaning??

We were not alone in port, with 2 small and 3 large ships in at the same time. But as it was turnaround day for everyone, there would not be multitudes of cruise ship tours everywhere. There is, by the way, something of a protest against big cruise ships coming in to Venice, saying that they are contaminating the atmosphere and generating (or dropping off) more waste that the city needs to dispose of. While there is a legitimate concern, without the tax and service revenues from these tourists, the city would be very much less able to support all the regular services it has to provide. And it is easy to see how much needs to be done with some of the older historical buildings and, of course, protecting the city from the water.

So, we disembarked Crystal Esprit and were led to the Water Taxi Dispatch counter where we made our arrangements to get to the hotel. Water taxis in Venice are just like regular taxis everywhere else, except that there is a common dispatch instead of a number of separate companies. Every boat has its taxi number, and when you order one, dispatch tells you to go and wait for that number. We did, standing at the loading pier under an ever-darkening and lightly sprinkling sky. When the taxi arrived, we and our luggage were loaded on and we were on our way through the narrow canals. It began to rain a little harder, and then some more. By the time we got to the Grand Canal and our hotel, we had to sit in the boat for 5 minutes before it let up enough for us to take the few steps up to the hotel's waterfront porch and in the door.

The Hotel Canal Grande was recommended to us by some of Larry's clients who have stayed in Venice more than once. It is outside of the main tourist areas around Piazza San Marco, so that makes it fairly quiet, but about a 20 minute walk (if you're not dawdling and don't run into tour groups going the other way) to the square and all that it offers. The rooms had numbers, but only the staff knew what they were - we were in the Suite dei Dogi, the Doge's Suite. Recall from history that the Doge was the man who ruled over Venice, so our room was on the top floor (3rd here, 2nd in Europe) with a lovely view over the Canal from our 5 windows!

Our hotel on Monday when it was nicer outside. Our
room spanned from the far end to over the
hotel sign.



The view from our room when we arrived

Sitting on the tiny porch over the canal

The rain did seem to let up so we decided to walk to San Marco. Monica had her raincoat and the hotel had a good selection of umbrellas to choose from. Even with a map, it is difficult to find your way around the city as there is really nothing wide enough to be called a 'street' anywhere, but there are signs pointing the way to the Rialto Bridge and P. San Marco at many corners and in the squares, and, for those going the other way, to the Ferrovia, the main train station. Since the hotel was near the train station, we didn't have to worry about dropping a trail of breadcrumbs or anything to get back!

If there's anything worse than large tour groups crowding a narrow alleyway, it is large tour groups WITH UMBRELLAS crowding a narrow alleyway, making it take twice as long to get anywhere. Following the signs and the steady stream of people, it was easy to find the Rialto and then carry on toward Piazza San Marco



The Basilica San Marco is more impressive than we thought

And just so nobody thinks our streak is broken - scaffolding
on the side of the Basilica!!
And, of course, two of the more iconic shots of Venice:





Even with the on and off showers, the Piazza was quite busy, with people lining up to get into the Basilica, the Doge's Palace and to take the stairs to the top of the Campanile, the bell tower, for the best views of Venice. We only had two full days and one would be partially taken up with a complimentary tour to Murano from the hotel, so we had to put these off for another visit. It is best to have a tour booked ahead as many of them have 'jump the line' pricing, so that is what we will do next time.

Of course, this wouldn't be a blog without more photos of food! On the way back to the hotel, we had to stop for the first pizza:



They may be out of order, but we had to show you some of the other meals, too. The hotel recommended a couple of restaurants within about a 10 minute walk, and we tried them out. Venice, like most other cities in the Adriatic, has a fish-based cuisine, but that doesn't mean you can't get a good piece of meat anywhere.


Lunch at a restaurant across the Grand Canal
from the hotel
Dinner at La Patatina:

Caprese Salad with caper berries and olives

Main courses: Monica's fish and seafood platter and Larry's beef strip



This is a traditional Venetian dessert for kids:
Ricotta cheese cream studded with butter
cookies, drizzled over with chocolate sauce.
Yummy!



Antika Besseta:

The restaurant is in a small 'street', right around the
corner from the narrowest alleyway in Venice (see below)
Larry had the 'salami' platter of meats; in front
is Monica's burrata. Burrata is a very soft fresh cheese that
is usually like really soft boconcini, but this
was like whipped cream it was so light!

Main courses - Frito Misto, a combination of flour-dredged
veggies and seafood - calamari, small fish and
shrimp, served in a paper cone with a polenta cake on the side

And of course, dessert. Tiramisu for Monica
and a Venetian boiled cake for Larry

When we arrived at the hotel, we booked a private walking tour of the parts of Venice that tourists don't usually see - areas nearer the hotel with just as much history and interesting stories. Our guide was a young man named Luca who was just opening his own tour company after doing his studies in travel and working for an agency. The tour was great; very interesting, and Luca was able to put a personal spin on some of the places we visited, as his family was from the area around the hotel and had lived there for at least 4 generations. He showed us the church where his parents were married and he was baptised; he told us about one of the larger churches where the second floor was used as a basketball arena since it was the only place big enough, and how the floor actually waved up and down with the running and dribbling of the balls; and he explained how it wasn't until he went to Madrid to study that he ever saw a traffic light, and that his friends would have to keep pulling him back off the street to keep him from being run over! Things we don't even think of here...but then again, we don't all have boat licences at age 14.

Some photos from the tour:
Courtyard of the home of a rich
Venetian merchant

One of the tiny canals

On the Rialto Bridge

Waiting for customers

The square in the Jewish Ghetto

Cicheti is a Venetian form of small bites like tapas that
are served in bacari, small restaurants. Luca
and his friends come to this one where the old
boat is used for extra seating. Get your cicheti and
some wine, hop aboard and sit down with your friends!

Another canal

At one time, none of the bridges in Venice had
railings or balustrades. Then for safety reasons they were
put in. This is a private bridge to the house across, and
is the only one with no railings in the whole city.

In this town square in one of the sections, the mayor
used to climb these steps to this podium every day
and read out the news (mostly about the citizens) to
the citizens when they were generally illiterate.

Outside the fish market is this old sign stating
what kinds of fish could be sold in the market and their
minimum size. This guideline is still in
use today.

The narrowest alleyway in Venice! Just
wide enough for Larry to get through without
scraping his shoulders.

On Tuesday we went to see Murano and Burano Islands. The tour to Murano was complimentary from the hotel and went to one of the nicer studios. This one has been around for over 100 years and only the most highly skilled glassblowers do their work here. Glassblowing is done on Murano Island for one very good reason - high heat and wood don't go well together! Venice was, and still is, a city built on wood. The high heat needed to melt the sand to create glass could have caused the whole city to go up in flames, so all the furnaces were moved to Murano hundreds of years ago; by the time Galileo had the lens for his groundbreaking telescope made there in 1609, they had already been on the island for quite some time.

On the way, we passed Isola de San Michele, better known as Cemetery Island, as it houses Venice's cemetery. Why there? Because every Venetian's final journey must be by boat!

The church on Isola de San Michele

In the glassworks on Murano, a master
blower working on a vase. He was just
finishing up that horse in front when
we arrived.
Of course we couldn't take photos of anything at the shop, but we can describe the two huge glass clowns, (not scary looking at all) made from all colours and styles of glass, that they had on display. Totally awesome! We did, however purchase a small piece that is being shipped.

Burano is the home of the fishermen and lacemakers. Burano lacemaking is unfortunately dying out as there are less than 50 women still doing this craft, and no young ones wanting to learn it to make sure it continues. Burano is also most well-known for the colourful houses. Each one is painted a different, bright colour. After all the stone walls and tiny alleyways of Venice, Burano is like a ray of sunshine.






Venice is certainly an interesting city, and one that requires many days to explore properly. We had a
wonderful introduction to it, and are hoping to come back soon - and maybe get that gondola ride!





Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Vis and Rovinj

On Friday we were in Vis, a small island about half-way up the Croatian coast. This island was turned into a military base after World War II, so that Yugoslavian President Tito could build and keep his navy. That put the island entirely off-limits except to people who were already living on it. There are only two main towns, Vis, with a population of about 1,500 and Komiza with around 900 inhabitants. Komiza actually dates back to Roman times like much of the rest of the Adriatic.



Vis is an island with a strong strategic position, so it has been fought over many times in its history, the most famous Battle of Vis taking place in the 1860s between France and Austria. Getting back to the Yugoslav period, the island became something of a fortress and a honeycomb of tunnels and caves for storing weapons and ammunition. It remained closed to the public until 1992, and since then it is growing the tourist trade. In fact, as we were here, they had already started filming 'Mamma Mia 2' in town nearby. We were actually sitting on Deck 5 watching them run multiple "takes" of a bride in a white dress running down the pier a little ways away from the ship!!

But, earlier in the day, we visited the island of Bisevo where the famous Blue Cave is located. The cave was discovered by an Austrian artist in the 1960s, and was most probably not made into the tourist attraction it is today until Vis was opened up in 1992. Grace and Monica both had some concerns about entering the cave as it looked like the opening was pretty small. And it turned out to be just that! Everybody had to duck to go inside, just to have to stay down while we backed out again to let another one of the tour boats out. We finally got in, and as the cave opened up everything turned blue! It was quite something. The water was crystal clear (no pun intended); the colour inside the cave is caused by light reflecting through the water from an opening to the outside that is about 4 metres long and a couple of metres down.

The itty-bitty entrance to the cave. Heads way down, everybody!

That's not a reflection, that's another
rock in the water


Grace, almost looking like she's enjoying
herself. Her claustrophobia is worse
than Monica's.

This is the underwater opening where the
light gets into the cave.

 
We stopped by Komiza to take a look around after leaving the cave. It is still just a fishing town with a long history. There is a fishermens' museum in town that showcases the special boats they used a long time ago. The photo below is of two replicas, but the last original is on display. It was the first 'convertible' fishing boat. The sides were put up to sail in rough open seas without taking on any water, and then the panels could be removed to make it easier for fishing.

The replica fishing boats

The whole town is still centered on fishing



A scrawny little thing, but he insisted
on a chin rub!
The town's church on the hill. There is a big ceremony
once a year where a fishing boat is chosen to be carried
to the church and burned as an offering for good luck. Everybody
wants his boat to be the next one!
Back in Vis, watching the filming off the right
side of the island.

Monica was working on the blog while everybody
else watched.

Our last day was spent in Istria, the large peninsula on the northeastern coast of the Adriatic Sea.
We started out walking in old Rovinj, which is very much like Venice without the water. It did, however, during its 400 year history being a Venetian holding, once have a canal where the main street is now.

The old town 

Rovinj is also a big fishing town

It is easy to see the Venetian influence

One of the traditional fishermen cleaning his
lines in his old style boat. He speaks a
dialect between Italian and Croatian.


One of the many 'Lions of Venice' around the city to show
that it was a Venetian holding
A tiny courtyard. It would have belonged
to one family in Venetian times, but now
all the buildings are small apartments.

The local market. All the produce is grown locally on the
peninsula.
The 5 1/2 hour tour was one of the longest of the trip, doing our walk around then going by bus, for about an hour, as it turned out, to Motovun, yet another old town, but this one way up on a hill in the middle of nowhere! Or seemingly so...unless of course you are a truffle lover. By that we mean the tuber that grows sort of like a mushroom, NOT the chocolate kind! The forest around Motovun is one of the primary truffle-growing areas of Europe. Something like 80% of the world's fresh truffles are hunted in this area, using dogs instead of pigs. The trouble with pigs was that you couldn't train them to stop once they had found the truffles - they would always try to eat whatever they dug up! Dogs, on the other hand, are good at finding the truffles and then waiting for their preferred treats. The world's largest white truffle was found locally, a whopping 1.3 kilos! At current rates of about 800-900 Euros per kilogram, it was worth quite a bit. After having it recognized by Guiness as a world record holder, the man who found it invited his family and friends over and they had a truffle 'pig-out'!

Istria is also known for very good quality extra virgin olive oil. There is a rating of olive oils from all over Europe done every year, where the top 500 are identified and the list published. For the past 5 years, the Istrian producers have made the top 50 each year, so they boast that they are in the top 10% of all European extra virgin olive oils. Based on a tasting and this high praise, we brought a bottle home.

Vineyards on the way. Istria is known as the 'Tuscany
of Croatia' because the rolling hillsides are so similar
to Italy. 
Motovun from a distance. It is pretty far up on the hill. It wasn't
attacked much, probably because it would have been
way to much work to get there!



Looking over the valley from the town walls.



The restaurant where we had lunch.

Appetizer of local cured ham and truffle-laced cheese

Creamy polenta with shaved white truffle on top

The 'other' truffle - chocolate tart!
Our local pre-dinner performer for the Adriatic part of the cruise was a ladies' Klappa group who had driven 4 hours from Zagreb for our concert. Our hotel director, Johann, had been so impressed with them that he knew all of us would really appreciate their music. And we did, giving them a standing ovation at the end of their performance! They were so good that we are including a little video clip here in the blog. The group has been together for 30 years, although of course the members change, and has won the Croatian national Klappa singing contest 5 times! After the fifth win, they were politely asked not to enter again since no one even came close to their talent.





We had packed in the afternoon as we would be arriving in Venice the next morning, with a 6:30 pilot pickup. Since many of us had never entered Venice by water before, we wanted to be up fairly early for the sail-in. But there was still time for a few photos to remember the cruise by:

Bridge tour with captain Tonci from Dubrovnik. A real
personable master of the ship.

Sunset at Rovinj


Our new friends, Grace and John from Modesto, California

Ramon and Patricia from the Esprit's crew

Another great cruise with Crystal. The Esprit will be crossing to the Caribbean from the middle of October for about 3 weeks. Because of the ship's size and using the time to do some work onboard, there are no guests on board. The captain figures 8 days to cross the Mediterranean from Dubrovnik and another 8 to cross the Atlantic, if the weather stays good. They just don't know yet exactly where they are headed. Esprit will be a great little ship in the Caribbean. We hope to see her again sometime.

Up next - Venice!