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Already? August? Not only that but half way through September.
Been to Venice the last mad week of August. Got the mask to prove it. Here's a picture with my son Fede.
Took all my photos with my mobile phone camera as a kind of mad challenge. Did a Vivaldi vs Canaletto mad music video.
The best thing in Venice was the mad Cafe Americano snack bar at the edge of the Piazza San Marco five minutes before midnight, followed by the mad bells of the Campanile and L'Orologgio sounding at the stroke of midnight and finishing with the mad fish market near the mad Ponte del Rialto. And the mad vaporettos. Everything was mad in Venice. Mad = good here, but mad nonetheless.
And the mad bridges. All the rest was the most incredible mad location ever. Didn't even notice the mad tourists. Some people say Venice is sinking because of the tourists. 15 million of them sink it more every year.
Absolutely devastatingly mad to climb at least 30 bridges (and back) every time you wanted to go for a short walk.
On my return to London, life seemed sedate by comparison. Even boring. I had to spend two mad weeks recovering. Maybe that's why time moved so maddlingly fast lately.
Other mad places in Venice: Il Loco Ghetto fruit market, the mad Canale Grande, the mad Excelsior Hotel in Il Lido, the little mad canalettos, the pasticcerias off the beaten mad tourist track.
