Burano Magic

If an inquisitive and clever eleven year old were to design and build a perfect village/island, they would come up with Burano, an island in the Venetian Lagoon, about 45 minutes ride on the vaporetto from Venice. It’s small population is mostly retirees now, though once it was a bustling fishing centre – thankfully justContinue reading “Burano Magic”

Venice, the Back Roads

Somehow we ended up in a water taxi – a free ride to somewhere. It seemed a bit dodgy as we traversed the darker, dingier back street canals of Venice. I had a ‘moment’ which passed… as we burst out of the city from under the Bridge of Sighs and crossed the Grand Canal heading forContinue reading “Venice, the Back Roads”

Arrivederci Burano!

About an hour from Venice by vaporetto … Burano is best known for it’s fine lacemaking – though I arrived toward the end of the day and spied not a single tatter tatting. Fisherman were hosing down the last of the day’s market. A bit like Venice-ultra-lite, so much like a fairy tale. These daysContinue reading “Arrivederci Burano!”