How Snow, Sleet and Flooding Couldn’t Stop Me Photographing Venice!

Introduction: At last I have managed to get away for my photography trip to Venice. Four days dedicated to photos and nothing else (well, maybe a little wine along the way…) But the weather is trying as hard as possible to stop me. I’ve even been reduced to wearing my Wellington Boots to get into the office through the sludgy snow, much to the mirth of my colleagues – you will see that wellies have become a leitmotiv of this particular diary entry. So the following is the email trail of my adventure in Venice, illustrated with photos!

—–Original Message—–
From: Peck Tom
Sent: 02 December 2010 08:44
To: Assorted colleagues at work, who of course didn’t give a toss that I was stuck…
Subject: F*ffing weather

Bloody hell. Gatwick closed again. How crap is that. So now going via circuitous route. Heathrow, Rome, finally Venezia. Arrive some god awful time. Why are we so crap when we get 2″ snow??? Kerri, you are a girl who can deal with 10m drifts. What’s the answer? Tp

From: Petherick Kerri (who, being Canadian, is not phased by a bit of the white stuff…)
To: Peck Tom;
Sent: Thu Dec 02 04:05:49 2010
Sorry to hear about the morning snow drama – but just think, you will be in Venice at some point…

Definitely can deal with the snow, but apparently the local transport cant as it took me about 2 hours to get into the office today…why can London and Gatwick not deal with Snow?

From: Peck Tom
To: All of those colleagues and ‘friends’
Sent: Thu Dec 02 06:52:52 2010
Subject: Re: F*ffing weather

I’m stuck at heathrow. But, reckoning that my luck must be about to change (for the better of course!) I’ve blasted 30 quid on those supercar lottery tickets you see everywhere at airports. Shite weather means I’m bound to win the Aston! Logical. (Isobel [that’ll be the wife…] – keep your hair on – I got 6 tickets for that, yes 6!) What is it about airports that makes you spend spend spend?

(I’m gonna turn all this into a blog when I get back and publish it)

Come on England! For the bid and for the Ashes!!!

TP

—–Original Message—–

From: Berry Clive
Sent: 02 December 2010 13:29
To: Peck Tom;
Subject: RE: F*ffing weather

Farmer Peck, I hope you have your wellies?

—– Original Message —–
From: Petherick Kerri
To: Peck Tom;
Sent: Thu Dec 02 07:31:05 2010
Subject: RE: F*ffing weather

Good luck  – I am sure you have about just as much chance of winning the car, as the UK does of actually being able to handle a little snow fall.

—– Original Message —–
From: Peck Tom
To: Friends and colleagues
Sent: Thu Dec 02 12:13:31 2010
Subject: Re: F*ffing weather

Thanks for your warm words of comfort and support. Its good to know where your friends are.

So right now I’m in Rome, which as the geographically astute amongst you will realise, is not venice. No, I am going the long way round because of all the crapness at Gwick.

On the flight I happened to sit behind Paul Young, the rather ageing rocker. I kept humming the song about where to lay my hat (in my case obviously a furry ridiculous one which has given Clive and Kerri much mirth material- they have a photo). I may have hummed a bit too loud cos he gave me a bit of a look when we got off. Jesus, you’d think he’d be pleased anyone remembered any of his rubbish songs (did he do any others?)

How come Russia got the WC? Bloody hell the BBC has shafted us. We should all email them and say that the economic value of the WC should be deducted from nxt yrs licence fee. Public interest indeed!

Next stop, La Serennissima! (That’s Venice, in case you didn’t know).

Keep the replies coming – all good material for the blog.

TP

—– Original Message —–
From: Peck Tom
To: All of them …
Sent: Thu Dec 02 15:43:55 2010
Subject: Re: F*ffing weather

Made it! On a vaporetto going up the grand canal. Keep getting glimpses into the palazzo (palazzi?). Huge chandeliers and big paintings on the wall. Feels like the 18th century.
The vap man says tomorrow will be high tide and San Mark’s will be flooded. Did I bring wellies? I can’t believe it! After the abuse I got from colleagues about the wellies, now I really need them! Bugger.
TP

—– Original Message —–
From: Berry Clive
To: Peck Tom;
Sent: Thu Dec 02 15:54:57 2010
Subject: Re: F*ffing weather

Trust me, you don’t need those wellies in Venice. If you do wear them please pretend your German

—– Original Message —–
From: Peck Tom
To: The usual lot…
Sent: Thu Dec 02 16:29:15 2010
Subject: Re: F*ffing weather

Just bought very fetching red waders from the concierge in prep for the flood. I will provide a photo tomorrow. Tp

—– Original Message —–
From: Peck Tom
To: Them again ….
Sent: Fri Dec 03 04:14:03 2010
Subject: Re: F*ffing weather

OMG!!!!

The place is flooded, I mean REALLY. My hotel has got about a foot + half of water in the lobby. You cannot get out without getting wet. Isobel [wife] – the Loubertins would suffer, this is not for you (but the kids would love it!)


Up at 7 to take photos of S Mark’s under water, proudly wearing my bright red waders. Up to my knees in tidal lagoony slightly pongy water, and guess what happens…   they leak! (I can hear Clive and Kerri chortling already). Bloody f@*#ing hell! So my whole first photo shoot I have sodden feet.


Mind you, I’m from Yorkshire so a bit of smelly water isn’t putting me off. Tripod in the aqua and long shutter times to get those swaying gondola shoots, v atmospheric…

I abandon waders and just accept the fact that I’m going to be drenched to the thigh all morning. Even more amusing for you London people will be the fact that I had long johns on under the trousers, so doubly coldly drenched.

So I have succumbed and bought another pair of wellies (linda – wellies not willies… [Linda is Hungarian and has got a bit mixed up…] ) Yes, you can laugh some more at farmer Peck.

(God I deserve that Aston)

Ciao

TP

—– Original Message —–
From: Peck Tom
To: London lot…
Sent: Sat Dec 04 07:49:12 2010
Subject: Re: F*ffing weather

Isobel, I take it back! This place is for you and the loubies. And I’ve found a shop that sells just the sort of wellies that you would like. Enough high class fashion here to keep you happy for days and days.

Many photos taken – about 200 so far, and then a jolly good booze up last night. Duffers would be proud of me, managed to be last man standing in Harry’s Bar. But not feeling quite so Hemingway this morning, and I’m avoiding Bellinis for the rest of my life!


Flood is back again. I kid you not – there was a woman paddling in the middle of S M’s square wearing a wet suit and flippers this morning. Quite fetching actually, especially when I asked her to pose for me (for a photograph..!)

And I’ve come across the weirdest shop ever. The target market must be gay aids men because its got a huge male mannequin in the window sporting glitter pants embroidered with the logo ‘love your virus’ (?!?!?) Sod that, I’m off to photograph the Rialto bridge.

Ciao

TP

—–Original Message—–
From: Peck Tom
Sent: 06 December 2010 12:59
To: My dearest colleagues and friends in Blighty…
Subject: Re: F*ffing weather
Blimey oh f*#fing riley! Nightmare getting out here, nightmare getting back. Flight home is delayed by 3 hours due to ‘climactic conditions’ and I’m beginning to suspect I’m going to be stuck here in Marco Polo Airport overnight. Easyjet is rubbish and I want to get back to business class travel McDonald’s Euro style…

Yesterday I was out on one of the islands in the laguna (oh I’m so getting on with the lingo…) Burano and the colourful fishermen’s houses – think Tobermorey on speed. So did the colour snaps and then focused on a stump-like pole in the water. Very minimal – very Art! Ansel Adams eat you heart out.

 

Back in Venezia got completely lost looking for the Arsenale (duffers – that’s not the footie team) and when I did find it, discovered it was covered with scaffolding. Not very photogenic. Canaletto would have just ignored the scaffolding, but hey – painting is a doddle compared to the verite of the silver image!

Dinner in a swanky restau with a snooty waiter. In fact I’m pretty sure he swung the other way. In fact I bet he had those ‘love my virus’ underwear on that I may have mentioned in an earlier missive. Prat, but at least the wine was good.

Wish I were home!!!

Ciao bella figas/figos

TP


And thus my adventure ended. All good fun, and I’m quite pleased with the pics. Let me know what you think!!!

If you would like to see more pix, please head over to my flickr site:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/tompeck/


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