first impressions of an upside-down forest: venice by vaporetto

Venice: the setting of sights that will haunt my daydreams for a long time.

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Not the city that never sleeps (it does), maybe it’s the city that’s never still. Built on the water, Venice sloshes, splashes, seems to breathe. Venice is sinking. Venice has always been improbable.

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The city was built by driving wooden piles, millions of them, deep down into the lagoon. It would be a moat of a city, safe from attackers. On top came a brick and stone base, the setting for the brilliant palaces and wide piazzas of the future. Entombed in mud from 1500 AD, the wood was safe from the deteriorating effects of oxygen and is solid still. This gives rise to the first fairy-tale metaphor: Venice is an upside-down forest.

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On the bottoms of buildings today there is a white crust of salt, souvenir of acqua alta, high water, reminder of the ever-present threat of flooding and the likelihood that Venice will one day be swallowed by the Adriatic Sea.

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When flooding arrives, certainly a matter of when, raised boards are laid down along walkways. Residents don rubber boots. Shopkeepers scramble to move items from low shelves.

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In Venice you must work with the water (and isn’t that always how it goes? Water, at once so innocent and furious. Can’t do without it if we wanted to; hard to change its mind). The casual visitor takes a vaporetto, or water bus, to navigate the Grand Canal. Attendants work quickly, throwing heavy ropes into thick knots on the dock. Attenzione ! Attenzione ! 

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Like a bus or metro, this is a purposeful ride, a no-nonsense means of transport, but I’d like to stay on this boat all day. Everywhere I look is something unusual, impossible, unlikely.

There are two carved hands rising out of the canal. Giant, elegant, they reach for a nearby building. They birth thoughts about what might be lurking under the teal water.

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Small boats dodge each other to make the morning deliveries. One is packed full with potted white lilies. Another holds orange soda and bottled water. In another–perhaps destined for a market somewhere–delicate green herbs.

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I glimpse a rose garden overlooking the water, walls of crumbling brick, just space enough for the two wrought iron chairs filled by two friends having breakfast.

There is a couple, elegantly dressed, stepping gingerly from their hotel directly into a boat. He extends his hand, she brushes off her pantsuit, they are off somewhere.

There is the sudden spectacle–could this ever be prosaic?–of an isolated church rising from the lagoon, its own island.

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5 thoughts on “first impressions of an upside-down forest: venice by vaporetto

  1. Janet Stratton

    I just started reading this and I am still in the first year of your blog. I ran into a very proud dad at lunch today and he hooked me up with your blog. I just wanted to tell you how much I am enjoying it. I also can strongly identify with your feelings and apprehensions about teaching. I plan to read it all and maybe I’ll run in to you when you are home this summer. I am very proud of you too.

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    1. What a pleasant surprise to hear from you! I really appreciate that, and it’s very cool you can identify with the feelings about teaching. I have gained so much respect for the profession through these first educational ventures.

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  3. Heide

    So you too have fallen under Venice’s spell! My mind can’t grasp the millions of wooden piles that were driven into the mud centuries ago — without heavy machinery — and that somehow still hold up the jewel-colored buildings. An entire city on stilts! Doesn’t it almost seem like a miracle? It’s certainly one of the most beautiful testaments in the world to human ingenuity and adaptability. Thank you for taking me back there through your wonderful post.

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