Venice- not a car to be seen!

Today is officially Day One of our vacation and while we started out with an enthusiastic approach, we seem to be feeling the effects of jet lag and perhaps a little too much exercise for day one.
 Our accommodations are located in a 3 room B &B in western Cannaregio.  Red walls, a high wood beamed ceiling and gold painted furnishings make the place look like something out of France, pre-revolution. A large glass chandelier further adds to the look.
  If you picture Venice as a fish facing left, we are 1/2 way along its back, roughly 150 metres from the northern side of the island. Everything of importance seems to be 15-20 minutes walking distance, assuming things progress in a straight line and you don't get lost or distracted. Of course no streets run straight here for more than 100 metres and there is always a photo op just around the next corner, so staying on track isn't easy.
 A planned trip to see the Rialto Bridge turned into a meandering hike across much of the town centre with us finding said bridge to be draped in construction cloth once we got there. Happily the construction was limited to the north side so we could still view it from the south once we squeezed past 800 tourists mostly armed with selfie sticks and phones. We followed this with a boat ride along the western part of the Grand Canal before retreating back to our hotel neighbourhood for a rather late ( or very early-based on Ontario time) lunch. As is our habit we stick mostly to seafood when the opportunity allows and today was no exception. Mixed seafood platter to start then pasta with clams  and scallops.
 A quick power nap gave us just enough energy to explore a few of the larger piazzas . Waiters were setting up tables and umbrellas while flee markets were taking down their stalls and packing away their junk for another day.
 Relying on YELP  to locate a local supermarket proved to be a real pain and we eventually relied on instinct i.e. Spotting people with grocery bags and backtracking!
 So supper tonight was a ham and cheese panini, some vino tinto and a kg of (almost) locally picked green grapes- very sweet.
 The plan for tomorrow was a tour of St Marks Square along with another half million tourists, but honestly, you can walk around almost anywhere in this town and find some really awesome scenery, so we won't get too worked up about making plans. With two full days here before we head for Slovenia, there is really no need to rush. It is far better to take it slow and avoid the dog poop! Yes,every other person on this island seems to have a four legged friend but the idea of poop and scoop seems a little too space age for these people, which might explain the lack of barefoot Hari Krishna panhandlers in this neck of the woods!!