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Well then, here we are back in
Italy. The trip from Ljubljana to Treviso
was quite uneventful although at times a little concerning when the fog came down to blanket the road as we hurtled along the Motorway in the “slow
Lane” at a paltry 120km/ hr as the rest of the world were trying their best to get into the next one. 🏎 ☁👼
Treviso is a moderate size city located just far enough off the tourist trail such that it is relatively unspoilt and easy to get around, and yet ideally situated to
make travel to Venice, Padua and a host of other beautiful places very accessible.
Our accomodation is on the edge of the old town, just a short walk from the railway station so after the normal confusion around establishing contact with our hosts, we were soon checked into the apartment and ready to wander and find something to eat.
Day 2 and a short train ride to Venice and a ferry to Murano and we were on the hunt for a vase for Lauren. Quickly by-passing the souvenir shops and tourist glass blowing workshops, we set our sights on finding places that sold individual artist’s work. These were the ones that had very few people inside and not a fridge magnet in sight. Fortunately, within 2 such shops Lauren found what she had been looking for, but not before she and the owner disappeared into his warehouse and came back with what she wanted. Now all she has to do is carry the 2kg+ lump of glass in her hand luggage for the rest of the trip.
Murano, like so many other places, was a pleasure to explore, providing one was prepared to venture one or two streets off the tourist trail. A panini in a small out of the way piazza with just us and a few pigeons was the way to regain the strength that would be needed when we arrived back in Venice.
The ferry from Murano to Piazza San Marco was an all stations number so we were treated to a good tour on the way back. Although nowhere near as crowded as in the summer, it was still a jostle. Then of course there was the small matter of getting back to S. Lucia ( via the Rialto Bridge of course) which turned into quite a lengthy exposure to the twists and turns of the Venice network. Notwithstanding the adequacy of the directional signage along the way, all that was really necessary was to fall in with the ant-like human trail that seemed to be heading with some sense of purpose in the general direction of the Station.
No sooner were we back in Treviso and we were once again in our favourite restaurant, La Finestra, for dinner.
Day 3 and it was off to a couple of nearby towns, first stop, Castelfranco for an hour or two and then back on the train to Cittadella. Being New Year’s Day, it was quiet so what better way to get our daily adrenaline dose than to walk atop the city’s medieval walls, a narrow walkway 15 metres above the ground with an open sided railing one one side and a 900 year old parapet wall of river stones and bricks on the other.
This put the climb up the Glockenspiel in Munich in a totally different catergory.
Thankfully it wasn’t until after we were back on terra firma that I read that the walls were unique in that they were built without foundations, being supported only by the earth removed during the construction of the surrounding moat.
Sometime it’s best not to do too much research.
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