Where do I start?

Well, first of all, the daily newspaper showed photos of ICE in the lagoon. I had heard of this happening, but didn’t know I’d be part of the experience.

Then, on the train to Treviso, with my friend, J. from England, we saw the ice in the lagoon with our very own eyes. Incredible! Yes, that’s really ice out there, and it was still present when we returned to Venice in the afternoon.

To contribute my totally cool report, J. noticed that a water wheel in Treviso was coated with thick ice.

It was having a truly difficult time making its revolutions.

As we walked back to the train station, these young lads, who were out having a heck of a good time ice-skating, called out for me to take their photo. “Reluctantly”, I obliged!

This fellow was trying  a difficult manoeuver, which didn’t quite work out.

The weather vanes were showing the direction of the wind, from the NE. (Not from Canada, after all!)

Back in Venice,  a market has sprung up in Campo Manin. Today, the customers for the food and beverages were very few. Maybe once it warms up a degree or 5, we’ll be more enthusiastic about stopping.

While we were waiting for the vaporetto, J noticed something strange on the Dogana. (I think I’ll have to hire her as my assistant observer.)

Now, is this not a whole lot of bull? Apparently, he will be the symbol of the Carnevale, and will be “sacrificed” on the last day (21 February). Darn and blast, I’ll miss that! Meantime, he gives the lad and his frog a run for his money.

 I did (bravely) venture out to watch the Brindisi, with its promised happy hour of freely flowing wine. But, I could not get anywhere near the action. If this is a foretaste of the crowds at Carnevale, I blanch in anticipation! I came home for my own happy hour.

 

 And, finally, thank you to Cee for yet another beautiful card, and a welcome knitting pattern for a hot-water bottle cover! I liked your suggestion of modifying it so the bottle and cover could hide under my jacket. 

Ciao from your really cool reporter.