This looks like a good place to set up our home together.
Yes, and we’ll have a Saint to protect our children.
It’s just perfect, the two of us, and soon the rustle of tiny wings.
And a PS
Last evening, as I walked across the Accademia Bridge, I saw the Wind surf leaving Venice, with the sails being hoisted. It was tucked away out, beyong Sant’ Elena. I think I’m in love!
“So long, and thanks for all the fish” Douglas Adams
This is the one out in the eastern area, where you take your life into your own hands, if you dare venture there. (Is that OK, Sig. Nonloso? Will this help preserve your peaceful paradise?)
It is a rather modern district, so I was not too surprised to find this modern art decorating a house.
This was on an upper balcony. That is the only kind of spider I'd like near me.
The gate leading into the same home
And, close-ups of some of the elements of the gate.
This wild neighbourhood has its own Carabinieri outpost. They may get danger money for the time they must serve here.
But, there is at least one inhabitant struggling to inject some degree of civilization into the district.
If you are spending a reasonable time in Venice, one of the places you might like to wander to is Sant’ Elena, at the far eastern tip of Castello. And, if you’ve got the time and energy, do walk there along the waterfront, it’s an easy way to stretch those muscles. You will find open spaces and parks, quite a change if you’ve just squeezed through the crowds around San Marco.
Whether you just want to sit in the sun for awhile, or have a vigorous jog, this is the place to do it.
Me? I’ll just take the photos.
As I wandered around this part of Castello, I wondered what this building could be.
It warranted a closer look.
I discovered this is a Best Western Four Star hotel! It is in a “former Venetian convent with well-kept cloister gardens“, to quote the website. I think it would be an excellent choice, if a person wanted to stay in a hotel.
I can also recommend an excellent B&B in Sant’ Elena, for anyone who is interested.
But, wait, There’s more. But, I’ll leave that for another day.
The east in this case, is the far end of the sestiere of Castello, Isola di Sant’ Elena. It took me about 40 minutes to walk from the Piazza San Marco, but I wasn’t rushing.
At one point in the walk, the paving changes from biggish blocks, to smaller ones, arranged in a fan-like pattern. A group of the small pavers must have come adrift, and were replaced by some concrete. Some sceptic had written “provvisorio” [temporary] in it. I wonder how long ago that was?
The autumn leaves were thick on the ground under the tall trees.
There is a feeling of space and quiet, in Sant’ Elena.
The Naval Academy is located in this district. These were the last 2 runners of about 20 young cadets who had gone puffing past me.
The all important soccer stadium is found out here.
As you walk past one side of the stadium, the Church of Sant’ Elena is revealed with a double line of trees to lead you there.
Hmm, love eternal at the Cloister of Sant’ Elena?
The bright colour of this apartment building cheered a gloomy sort of day.
No, I haven’t forgotten.