I went to a city where I could only find ONE gas station. And it was very out of the way.
The city streets were silent, only the sounds of footsteps, the swish of clothes, the occasional piano or singing bird coming from an open window.
Instead of the outrageously revving engines of the giant trucks and buses we send out to play with our children in our public spaces, there was the gentle lap of water. The cries of children playing. Old men greeting each other at a sidewalk cafe.
Here’s the gas station:
Of course, like any city Venice has its transportation system. And it runs on fossil fuels.
So despite the truck-free streets, here’s what anyone can readily see:
(above: the beer boat)
(above: general cargo. Unlike our trucks, theirs always had a crew of two men)
(above: ambulance boat)
(above: “dump truck” of construction sand)
(above: a crane, for all that heavy toilet paper. Children are responsible to bring their own toilet paper to school daily)
(above: police cruiser)
(Above: vigili del fuoco or fire dept boat passes an ambulance boat)
(above: delivery in a small lane)
(above: here come da buses – Tunney’s Pasture on the waterfront)
Above: lumberyard delivery
above: hearse boat
above: water via water
above: DHL picks up everywhere
above: Jay Z and Beyonce’s yacht, probably en route to a climate change conference
On a previous visit to La Serenissima, the vaporetto (bus) drivers went on strike. Since I was staying at the hostel on Giudecca (Jews Island) we had to get across the main shipping channel to Venice proper. I hitched a ride on the garbage boat. I got back later via the Coca Cola boat. Our society is becoming more paperless (except for toilet paper) and I did not see the Xerox boat last time.
Photos from Sept 2015.