I know there are a lot of people that find Venice the greatest city in Europe (isn’t this where Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes – aka TomKat – got engaged?) but I really don’t get it. I’ve been here for three days and Venice is just another prototypical tourist city. Actually, no. Venice is worse than a prototypical tourist city. It’s worse than any city that I’ve been to. During my time here, it’s felt like everyone has been trying to rip off me. The charges, fees, and poor service are unrivaled. You have to pay for everything. Want to go in to see a church? Pay the gate. Want city information or, God forbid, a map of the city? Pay at the till. Everything is charged and everything is expensive.
Even though I’m ripping it a new hole with all these gripes, Venice has many things to do (as long as you’re willing to pay) and interesting things to see. Such as these things once found all over Venice. These are “snitching” boxes. You could discretely snitch to the government on neighbors doing unlawful things by putting a note outlining the impropriety into the mouth of this face. The government would look into it and do what had to be done if your neighbor was, in fact, doing something wrong. A good way of getting back at someone you hate, eh? Well, unfortunately not. If the neighbor was found innocent of the alleged crime, the person reporting it had to serve the sentence that would have been dealt for the reported crime. Boohoo.
The most interesting thing that I found in Venice was this: The Guinness Book of World Record holder for the largest donar meat thingy. Isn’t it amazing?
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