Good belt, Momma, and thank you, it was lovely to meet you, Marta.
"English?" they asked us. "Ooh, Davi Beckaam!"
And this lady on the water bus was laced into a rather distinctive outfit, with trousers that looked ideal for a ride on a horse.
I wear glasses and my current pair are utterly boring. The window display in Micromega was very tempting and I went into the shop to try some pairs on.
The only trouble was, without my own glasses on I couldn't see what I looked like with one lens round and the other one square - was it brilliant or merely very odd? The family couldn't decide. (I took that as a 'no'.)
Ah, well, it wouldn't do to look strange!
In Calle Carminati there was a lovely shoe shop, but with prices I couldn't afford. I asked the maker, Giovanna Zanella, if I could buy some of her beautifully coloured laces. Sadly the answer was no. (I asked all over the city but with no success.)
I can remember when Venice was full of small, creative shops like Giovanna's selling their hand made products.
I want them!
Himself rather fancied dressing like the gondaliere.
But he wasn't allowed.
And it was still shopping temptation at the airport
but I didn't succumb!