I heard somewhere that Venice has this "decaying charm". We walked about wondering about what life is like for the dwindling number of locals here. Where tourists flood the quaint walkways and large squares. Where it's a 1.50 euros to use the public toilet. Where cheap eats are almost nonexistent. Where doors and windows are often closed cos hey, who wants a pesky tourist poking their camera into your house? But I loved seeing a bunch of young schoolboys rush onto our taxi boat during the peak hour. Half of the boys missed the boat and were shouting after the rest of their gang. We next saw them huffing and puffing at the next stop then piling onto the boat, grinning and proud they made it, making a racket. Some things are the same.
Deenie
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