Having finished the more touristy part of our weekend program, we headed off towards the lesser known parts of Venice and proceeded to get lost. Santa Croce, San Polo and Dorsodoro are different districts of Venice that has relatively few major sights but it is great for those looking for the real Venice.
In these districts, we crossed paths a few times with some tourists, but nothing like the hordes that descend on St. Mark's square. Instead we strolled where residents went about their daily lives and we saw...
Traffic, albeit the boat kind
The weekend market selling lovely fruits and vegetables
Clothes being hung out to dry...
And all the while we walked, we found quiet lovely streets full of old buildings the color of blood orange and peach
lemon yellow and sand
salmon, ochre and even dusty pink.
Such fantastic colors provided such a feast for the eyes. Who says art lives only in museums or churches? It seemed we saw it everywhere we went. And always, but always, we had the constant presence of the the quiet waters of the canal, undisturbed but for the glide of an occasional boat or off the course gondola.
Ah Venice! I see how one's heart can so easily be lost to your charms.