I read a book by this title before we left for Italy (Subtitle: A Sensual Guide). After our brief visit, I can now say I concur. The city is shaped like a fish, yes, but that is not what I mean.
Like a fish, Venice glimmers in both sunlight and moonlight. It flashes diamond light that is at once there and then just as quickly gone. It is buoyant and still, but if you reach for it, it will slip your grasp. It can rise to the surface or slink into the depths. What it will never do, however, is reveal itself to you willingly.
Venice is a mystery.
Venice is a dream. Such a place cannot exist in the world. Now that I have left, I am convinced I was never there, as if it were a mirage.
The only thing I can say with absolute certainty about Venice is that two days is not nearly long enough to spend there.Categories: Books, Italy, Travel · Tags: Italy, Travel, Travel with Children, Venezia, Venice, Venice is a Fish