It pleases me that reviews, stretching back for a year, of the Venice Hotel Metropole confirm and validate my own laudatory judgement of this fine hotel, and that the only negatives are from New Yorkers and Los Angelese doesn’t surprise me. To judge a review one must know the reviewer. So: I’m single, I’m a man, I’m a Southerner, educated, bourgeois, and speak only a little Italian. I travel Nov-March (the heat and mobs of the remaining year can be found more cheaply and more pleasantly in Buxton, NC ). I try to be gracious, congenial, gentle, soft-spoken, un-pushy, un-tacky – and I expect the same from a hotel’s staff. Bad service I reward not by making a scene: I take my money elsewhere. For special service, however small, I tip generously.
And to judge the reviewer, one must know his circumstances: I was in Venice Jan 2004 and Nov 2004. Note: that means off-season, chilly weather, serious rain, mystical fogs, the distant high Alps sheathed in snow, high water and low numbers, the only crowds Japanese. I had been told that Venice is magical in winter; I was told rightly. For all practical purposes, the city was mine to share with no one. And Solemn Vespers at San Marco, despite the numbers present, could have been for my spiritual benefit alone.
From the Metropole I had nothing but fine service. During my second visit, Signore Aurelio Bon, living up to his name _ good_as_ gold _ , went out of his way to greet me upon my arrival, and for the rest of my stay, he made most of my dinner reservations and site enquiries. Of course, I tipped him for his well-earned help. I had absolutely no problem with the front desk; if no clerk was behind the counter, a warm greeting from me always produced someone willing to help. Even the most seemingly severe clerk gladly made reservations for me to see the Tiepolo frescos at the Palazzo Labia.
My room, a single room, was small, as is typical in Italy. I’ve stayed in smaller rooms in other Italian towns, but few so well furnished, and with a spotless bathroom. Most of the hotel’s rooms are along a canal, some are facing a courtyard, and the rest are on the waterfront overlooking the lagoon. Go off season, and one is more likely to have a room with a lagoon view. The location is central, yet not too central, and quite close to the Bellini at San Zaccaria, the Carpaccio series at San Giorgio degli Schiavoni, and the icons at San Giorgio dei Greci. In front, on the waterfront, the hotel has placed benches to just sit and wonder at the beauty of the lagoon stretching across to the third San Giorgio, or at sunrise when the lagoon turns red, then golden.
Other nice features: The breakfast buffet was lovely and filling, and I did not mind at all my waiting to be seated. The extras cost something, but that’s why they’re extra. The restaurant is fine for a small or large meal, with fine service. What I especially enjoyed and took daily advantage of was the afternoon tea, just what I needed after a day in cold humidity. The lounge was really more like a large parlor than a officious waiting room. And the bar had cigars for the smoking section.
Good restaurants are also nearby: Al Covo, Da Remigio, and Corte Sconta. For a cheap(er) meal with real Venetians, one must hike to the eastern part of the city (a lovely walk) to Trattoria dai Tosi, Secco Marian 738.
I’ll be back to the Metropole. I hope to spend an Easter Vigil at San Marco or in Torcello, to witness the mosaics flickering by the light of a 1000 candles.
Sid Cundiff, in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, USA
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