“I arrive in the streets of Venice and the first thing I notice is the smell of mud that floats in the sunny air… It is not unpleasant, on the contrary, it reminds me that this city lives on the water, and that here boats are kings… I like this smell, which is actually accentuated as soon as you approach the lagoon or cross a bridge. Venice is an amazing city where one likes to either get lost or sail. Or both!
During a walk along the streets of this city, the smell of shoe polish calls out to me. It is not really the smell of polish as we know it, it is a shopkeeper who is repainting his facade, and a few minutes later, a man waxing the front of a kiosk. The sun seems to amplify this odor even further.