A gondolier gets ready for a shift in a misty lagoon
I saw sun, rain and mist in Venice. It looks gorgeous in all three.
The mist casts the city in a dream-like pall. Which seems apt as the whole place feels like an apparition.
"I remember - I was being transported slowly and gently in the darkness along this broad avenue. On each side, there were rows of beautiful palaces, full of light and the most amazingly ornate decoration.
Now get this: these huge palaces looked like they were floating! And then I realised that I was floating too - the whole avenue was actually water!"
As I say, dream-like. Except real.
A gondolier gets ready for a shift in a misty lagoon
I saw sun, rain and mist in Venice. It looks gorgeous in all three.
The mist casts the city in a dream-like pall. Which seems apt as the whole place feels like an apparition.
"I remember - I was being transported slowly and gently in the darkness along this broad avenue. On each side, there were rows of beautiful palaces, full of light and the most amazingly ornate decoration.
Now get this: these huge palaces looked like they were floating! And then I realised that I was floating too - the whole avenue was actually water!"
As I say, dream-like. Except real.