Orari Navetta Corti Venete
You find yourself on the edge of the Venetian lagoon, perhaps in Chioggia or the distant reaches of the Lido, watching the light die behind the petrochemical haze of Marghera. The shuttle boat—the navetta —is small, a dingy workhorse compared to the majestic vaporettos of the Grand Canal. It bobs against the wooden dock with a rhythmic thud.
