Once I got outside the shopping areas, I enjoyed Venezia a lot, and this desire to get outside made me wonder a bit about travel and expectations. What sorts of expectations do we put on the locations we travel to, and how do those expectations fit into our own desires and values?
The answers are probably pretty obvious, but I realize that not all expectations are equal, and this place, Squero di San Trovaso, made me remember what I think of when I think of Venice. It’s one of the last working dry docks in a city that is more water than land, and that in itself says a lot about changing economies and styles of living. I fell in love with the place and hung out there for a bit, mostly of course b/c of my own love of boats, but it reminded me of the idealized view I have of Venice, of this semi-republic with a way of life that sounds pretty perfect to me.
Yep, that’s a lot of water 😉
These sorts of idealized landscapes can be fun, and they remind me of a Japanese anime film that I highly recommend for parents of 11-14 year olds called Porco Rosso. I would swear that the pilot, Marco, comes out of one of these exact boat houses in his float plane in the film. It’s an interestingly utopic view of a trying time (post WWI Italy), and one shaped by this Venezia of the imagination.