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Luigi, the providential man from Calabria, turned up one hour late with his "Foccacie Farcite" and was, obviously bang on time for the aperitif session. |Gulped a beer and three red wines in half an hour and duly fell asleep in the train- to the discussions of two Italian Physicists about the merit of the CERN - after Caroline had come to kiss me good bye at Cornavin station.
I confess, I had another beer to round off the morning?
Northern Italy looked well soaked by heavy rainfall. This was obviously not the sort of meteorological situatuion I had in mind.......
Walking out of Venezia station onto traghetto 51 round on the outside to le Zatttere, along lines of trains standing on high pitched depots, shining in the falling night, in competition with the boats floating in the clapping water.
Coming out into the open you could se the refineries towards FUSINA, where I'm heading tomorrow, against the murky sunset.
Coming up the canal, there were some weather lights over the east of the town'.or was it some sort of son & lumiere in honour of the film festival?
Made it to the Hotel Calcina by 8.30 and got room number.1.
Rain had stopped and it was pleasant enough to sit outside to a starter of sardines marinated in lemon with a tiny bit of pimeneto, followed by the Venetian "must" of spaghetti alle seppie nere.

A walk around the labyrinth behind the Hotel, in search of an eventual Amaro and caffe, revealed no soul alive. Everything packs down at ten o'clock apart from a few places around San |Marco, but the walk around these little back streets is always magic, because of the beauty of the old stained walls the silent clap of water nearby or around some corner.
The only people I met was a couple of African guys speaking to each other over portable phones from two streets at an angle.

Walking around Venice through the night for hours on end is one holiday I would like to do one day.