Italy Journal 3

We passed St Mark’s Square where one can see the domes of the church and the wonderful pink and white palaces, the striped posts, the gondolas and the young men who drive them in their traditional black and white striped shirts. There was huge church, white and with huge domes, topped with a Christ in majesty with all the stars around him. The sea water was turquoise blue. As one waits for the water taxi at the pontoon, by the water’s edge it was heaving. The boats pull alongside and people just file off and more get on. There’s push chairs and babies, dogs, and life.