Thursday, July 11, 2013

The Bridge of Sighs, Prison and Doge's Palace



We all saw the tall campanile in St. Marks Square as our cruse ship entered Venice. But this photo is not from the ship.  Shirley caught this incredible photo from the bell tower on San Giorgio Maggiore, across the Grand Canal.

That large building with all the arches is Doge's Palace. Look closely on the right side of Doge's and you can see part of the Bridge of Sighs.                                                                                    


It is thru the Doge's Palace that one gains access to the Bridge of Sighs, which is the taller enclosed bridge attached to palace and the prison across the canal.  This picture was taken so early in the morning from the cruise ship that there is not a single soul on the plaza in front or the bridge (Ponte della Paglia).

When you get your ticket for Doge's Palace your passage over the bridge to the prison and back is part of the deal.


This is the famous Bridge of Sighs. There are two separate corridors that run next to each other in the bridge. Look closely at the two windows on the bridge... they are masonry blocks with a geometric pattern. Makes taking photos a bit of a challenge... or you may say an opportunity!


From this opening in the blocks on the Bridge of Sighs we can see the Paglia Bridge along the Grand Canal, busy with tourists today... and across the canal to the little island San Giorgio Maggiore with the inflatable statute of Mark Quinn and the tall campanile . To see the whole story on Quinn's purple lady go to my blog post on June 30... click here.  That campanile is where Shirley took that great first photo in this blog.

The famous name of the Bridge of Sighs dates from the Romantic Period and refers to the sighs of prisoners, who on their way from the courtroom to the cell where they would serve their sentence, took a last look at freedom... catching a glimpse of San Giorgio and the lagoon thru the small windows.


Earlier in the palace I opened a window to get an unobstructed photo of the bell tower and basilica on San Giorgio Maggiore... and got caught by a guard who gave me hell in Italian. But it was worth it. I captured a great shot. Two days later we were on top of that bell tower looking back at the Doge's Palace.


We walked thru what seemed like miles of corridor... and there were prison cells on both sides of the Bridge of Sighs.  It wasn't miles... it just seemed like it since I really needed to find bathroom! That isn't funny.


Narrow hallways, low doors and small cells.  This is not Four Seasons accommodation... in fact these prisoners didn't even get one season!


Not very many cells have any window... let alone this huge one.  Shirley's arm taking a photo helps with the scale.  It was maybe a little over two feet square.


On the other side of the corridor in the bridge we look up the canal... full of activity.  Can you imagine the anticipation of the prisoners coming out.  This may have been their first glimpse of the outside world.


Signs and guards through out the palace constantly reminded us not to take photos... but I took some anyway.  No flash.  We like to take photos of floors.  We loved the pattern of this one.  Glad we weren't doing this design in our late night tile laying caper!


Some of the details in the ceilings were quite spectacular.  And of course there was more art on the walls than my feeble brain could comprehend.


This is called the "Lions Mouth" postbox for anonymous denunciations at Doge's Palace.  The mayor of the city lived in this palace.  The mouth is a mail slot in which people could give the mayor secret denunciations against anyone who concealed favours or did not pay for services rendered.  Now there is a novel idea for a "Suggestion Box."


There were rows of columns, each one with different details and figures on the top.


This upper veranda was absolutely huge.  Shirley was in awe!


Looking out from this deck provided an interesting shot.


I loved the effect of the pattern looking out on the sky and the library across the square.  This four leaf clover pattern is found on several buildings in Venice and no place else in the world... except Las Vegas.


From that Doge's veranda we had a great view of the library and St. Theodore on the western column.


The former patron Saint Theodore was later replaced by Mark.  Rick Steeves said, "I guess stabbing crocodiles in the back isn't classy enough for an upwardly mobile world power."

Criminals were executed by being hung from this column in the hopes that the public could learn its lessons vicariously.


The original Campanile was a lighthouse and stood for ten centuries until it toppled over into the centre of the square in 1902.


It was rebuilt ten years later complete with its golden angel on top, facing into the breeze.  You can ride a lift to the top... but there was not enough time for us to do it.


The population of Venice is about 60,000.  They estimate that every year 25 million visitors come here... that works out to almost 70,000 people a day, assuming they stayed only one day.

Reality is that most people stay an average of 3 or 4 days.  That makes the actual count of visitors on any given day might be more like 250,000.

We were there in high season, which might double the above count.

If we go back for another visit, we would try to go in low season.

"I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs, 
a palace and a prison on each hand. 
I saw, from out the wave, her structures rise, 
as from the stroke of the enchanter’s wand. 
A thousand years their cloudy wings expand 
around me, and a dying glory smiles 
o’er the far times, when many a subject land 
looked to the Winged Lion’s marble piles, 
where Venice sat in state, throned on her hundred isles!" 

- from Lord Byron’s Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage Sigh.

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

From Jet Lag to Brain Lag

After a good nap yesterday we woke up ready to get some work done.  Since getting home we haven't really gotten back in gear.  So I went upstairs and spread out the glue to put down 12' x 12" Armstrong vinyl composition tiles... you know... those never-wear-out kind you see in some department stores.


Before our holiday I had watched several different "Do-it-Yourself" YouTube videos on how to lay vinyl floor tile and was surprised to learn that you can put the adhesive down one day and then install the tiles the next day. 

So with that in mind, at 4:00 pm yesterday I spread the adhesive and later went about doing other chores thinking tomorrow I will set the tiles in place.

After a wonderful smoothie and a shower I was ready for bed.  Then I remembered the adhesive I had spread on the floor, and went up to check on it.  No longer wet, it seemed just right for setting the tile.  When I touched it lightly it was very tacky, but nothing stuck to my finger.

It got me wondering... what if this adhesive goes hard overnight... I would have a real problem.  So I went back to Google to look for answers and learned that not all glue is equal... and with some you can set tiles within 30 minutes... others are longer... with some next day is fine.  

Maybe sniffing that glue had given me "brain lag." Better check the label on the pail of adhesive. It said, in normal conditions tiles should be placed between 6-12 hours after for optimum results.  It was about 6 hours... and since it was a pretty warm day with lower humidity things were setting up a little faster.

Who wanted to go to bed anyway?  (Shirley did.)  It was now 10 pm.


By 12:45 pm. we had set the last tile and finished the storage room.  Shirley worked with me thru the night, sanding the edges of each tile and handing them to me. I appreciated not only the help but also the company.


It definitely isn't the Doge's Palace.  Good grief, it's a storage room.  It came out pretty nice, considering  I didn't have all the tools I would have liked.


I didn't have a tile cutter or 100 pound tile roller... but with a box knife,  square and a tape measure we got the job done.

Do you think we learn from our mistakes?  Sometimes, but not often enough.

If that were true I would be quite smart.

"We do not learn from our experiences: we learn by reflecting on our experiences." 
-John Dewey

So, I have a lot of reflecting to do tonight!  

An old friend in the Real Estate business used to say to me...

"Poor planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part."

Thank you Shirley, for your willingness to help last night.

Sunday, July 7, 2013

Venice -a City of Canals and Bridges

Venice is an elegant older lady, full of charm and majestic architecture, with canals instead of streets and more than 400 bridges.


She is a romantic city... where you can get a gondola ride just for the joy of it!


Some even get a singer with accompaniment!  We enjoyed their music when they passed by... and it was great while it lasted.



The first picture and this one are our friends from Alberta.... 12 of us enjoyed a ride together in two gondolas. Above left to right is Barry and Gail Grabo, Byron and Joyce Grabo...amd Shirley.


Most of the bridges in Venice are masonry. 


Academy Bridge as seen from Peggy Guggenheim Museum (1854)
Some are wooden.  

Rialto Bridge opened 1591
Some are large.


And some are small..

But all have steps.  

And all are arched to accommodate boat passage under.


This is not a bicycle friendly place.

We were surprised to learn that it is illegal to ride a bicycle in Venice.  In fact you will get a fine if you are caught riding a bike here.  These bikes stayed parked in the foyer of our hotel until the guests left.


Venice is an island, divided in two by the Grand Canal... with only four bridges over it. 


This is the newest bridge over the Grand Canal.

On our way to board the Royal Carribbean cruise ship our vaporetto (water bus) went under this amazing bridge... unlike any other in this ancient city. This bridge is new... only five years old.


Immediately I was impressed by it's design.  Good design is not an accident.


I was clicking photos like crazy as we passed under it.


I resolved to come back when we returned after the cruise to take more pictures of the bridge and to walk over and enjoy it.  I love creative engineering!


There was a lot of controversy about this bridge before the design was approved.  There was resistance to do anything modern or contemporary in a city steeped in history.


Notice how you can see daylight thru the steps.


The bridge was opened September 11, 2008 and named Ponte della Constituzione.

But the locals and tourists call it the Calatrava Bridge after the famous Spanish architect Santiago Calatrava. Please click on this link to see exceptional photos of his world class portfolio of projects.


Every effort was made to integrate traditional materials into the construction.  The deck is paved in Istrian stone and the steps have a gentle rise that decreases as you ascend.



The glass panels are translucent so it isn't scary to walk over it.


The parapets are solid glass and the brass handrail seems to just float above.


At the ends of the handrails where they meet the abutments the architect left his subtle stamp with the crest of the Knights of Calatrava.


This pod for handicapped people was no doubt added to satisfy the complainers.

It has not yet been completed and the project has significantly exceeded the 6.7 million dollar budget... so who knows if or when it will get done.

Calatrava is well known for creating bridges inspired by nature and this bridge is no exception.

"Study nature, love nature, stay close to nature.  
It will never fail you." 
-Frank Lloyd Wright

What do you think?

Did they do the right thing here?

Do you like the bridge?

I came upon this link which shows some photos taken during construction... like floating the prefab sections on a barge down the river at night.  And cranes putting sections of the bridge into place.  I like construction projects so found this website most interesting.

Look at some the links and share your thoughts.


Friday, July 5, 2013

From Bad to BETTER

What do you do when you have jet lag and it's night time?  You are as tired as a dog and can't sleep because your body clock is still about 9 hours off.


I go to my computer.  I looked at my most recent photos.

This was our plane between Venice and Frankfurt on July 2.  We were up at 4 AM to make this flight...

It was the first leg of a 35-hour day that was supposed to get us home to Mayne Island.

But it didn't happen.  Things went from bad to better.


The second leg was on this big bird from Frankfurt to Calgary... and we were travelling "Worst Class."

Someone has to sit in those lousy four seats in the middle of the Airbus... you know the ones.


Almost immediately after takeoff they served beverages.  

And within an hour after... the lights went down... the window shades were lowered... it was Showtime!


I tried to sleep, but this time of the day my body was not in the mood for sleep.
So I watched a movie that summed up my feelings quite well.  Misery.  

It was a Stephen King thriller with James Caan and Kathy Bates.  Need I say more?

Neither Shirley nor I had an isle seat... and when the lady from India fell asleep beside me my route to the bathroom was blocked. We had been drinking a lot of water... and now I needed to take a whiz. 

The window of opportunity was closing fast and she was not waking up.  So I had to figure something out.  I fidgeted and fidgeted around until she woke up. And then I made my urgent request. Problem solved.  Disaster had been averted.


We arrived in Calgary on time... but 50 minutes between flights was not enough to get our baggage, check thru Customs and go thru another security screening. We ran like crazy with baggage in hand to the WestJet check-in counter to get a boarding pass... only to find out our plane had been closed and was preparing for takeoff.  We had to get another ticket for the same flight a day later.

Wonderful!  Shirley's sister Marilyn, who lives in Calgary was hoping that would happen, and was just waiting for us to call her to pick us up. She was there in a flash.  Things had just gone from bad to BETTER.

How was this better?

We went to the Apple store.

We both had ran into computer problems in Europe downloading so many photos every day.  After about three weeks both our computers rebelled...  totally quit working.  Every time this happens I use it for an excuse to get a new computer.  So off we went to the Apple store for a little retail therapy.

They just came out with a new model while we were in Europe which is much faster, has more storage and I got the model with the new Retina screen which is totally awesome... it has 4 times more pixels for sharper images.

And with buying it in Calgary instead of in BC the tax savings were about $135.  

Now that's BETTER!


This is my first blog post done on my new MacBook Pro.  My first day I transferred over 4,000 photos!  And I learned how to do Air Drop... pretty cool.  No cords... just transfer any file of photos or documents from one Apple to another.  Sure beats the zip stick I had been using.

If anyone wants my two year old MacBook Pro... do I have a deal for you!  It is a great computer with lots of life yet.  In fact, I would even sell them both.  Would you rather have a MacBook Air?

The MacBook Pro was not the one I had in Europe.  If I had taken my Pro instead of the Air I wouldn't have had a problem.  But I took my smaller MacBook Air... which is lighter and perfect for travelling.  Since I don't use it that often I didn't remember it had problems in Tucson with it getting too full.  Stupid me... I left on a trip with a computer with very little capacity left.  O well.

"All is well that ends well."

If you are interested in one of my Apples, email me at csgoerlitz@gmail.com or call 250-884-6750.