The Road to Venice 2

Then the trip was divine, in sunshine, on a main road or waterway marked by wooden posts and in the distance the skyline of Venice, immortalised by all those painters, arose from the land, like a heaven, everywhere beautiful buildings arose from the sea and hung there. It was like they were suspended in thin air.

Then that night we walked in the evening watching the water moving on sudden canals and boats rushing, but quietly, lit by green and red lights, the wash quietly moving everywhere.