What greeted us at the end of the street here in Venice this moring, high tide time in Venice:
Our street itself was dry, and the worst of it for our walk to the train station was hoisting Oliver into my arms and walking through about 10 metres of ankle-deep water, otherwise we saw a lot of knee-deep water on side-streets as we walked, and ended up on the raised platforms that are put out for flood tides on busy streets for a few blocks.
Catherine left the house 60 minutes later and what was ankle-deep water for us was knee-deep water for her and she had to wait half an hour until the water subsided enough to make her way.
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