We are back! And not in Carlyle. Somewhat tired and jaded I admit but upon checking in I met a chap from the club in HK. What a small world. It seems rather poor to blog on in my normal vein when HK’s government fiddles (with tear gas, pepper spray and possibly rubber bullets) whilst the colony burns. Students armed with cling film and umbrellas are not likely to frighten the horses let alone the politicians. The events are being carried everywhere in the media and I offer my usual blather as some light relief.
Scary! We had a good transfer from airport to hotel and then checked in to the splendid Londra Palace. Our room has the Italian flag flying on the balcony. A satisfying lunch was followed by a vaporetto across to St. Giorgio and a visit to the top of the bell tower. The Church itself was impressive. Here are some images from our short outing: The choir stalls were magnificent. I had very little light and no tripod so this was just resting on whatever happened to be convenient. I liked the way this gent was lit by the late afternoon sun. Quiet contemplation.Otherwise Venice offered its usual miscellany. Bottles are mandatory.
Here is a dodgy tavern. Taken from our water taxi en route to the hotel….. And come rain or shine who would wander around Venice without an umbrella?Mrs. Ha did like Madrid but said Venice excites her. These folks were less excited by Madrid than she I suspect. Or maybe they had heard we were leaving. And a quick word for Iberia – on time, friendly crew and good service. Who could ask for more.