Venice has been likened to Disneyland and it is a little like Las Vegas – it never sleeps. We can hear people all night if the window is open. Almost like those two fantasy places – except old.
For dinner Saturday night we walked the streets and seriously considered Bancogiro again. But we found a cute place that turned out to be the oldest restaurant in Venice.
This is probably my third favorite restaurant so far. I had a seafood salad that was wonderful with octopus in it!
Canneloni stuffed with cheese and in a cream sauce
My Cuttlefish Veniziane style – very dark and a different texture and taste – good but not as good as the salad and some other meals (therefore the 3rd place rating) Bill had a fish filet with vegetables that was fine.
Dessert was pear cake, ice cream with orange and chocolate sauce. Yummy!
Walked off a bit of the dinner, saw a political rally (elections were the next two days) and a square with nightclubs and many young people.
The next day we went out to do a tiny bit if shopping and then we took the vaporetto and walked to the car park (near the train station) – as close as cars get to the islands. There we met
Siberian cat breeders Cristiana and Petro and they drove us to see Palmanova and their house and if course cats. Pictures are in the other camera.1
Then they took us to Mestre where we met the Burnsville band trip at Antony Hotel, a much larger, newer but still nice hotel in the outskirts of Mestre – a larger more modern city very near Venice but on the mainland. Dinner was at the hotel and typically had pasta course and a main course. Good food but typical of large banquet type food.