You may not be surprised by the fact that, as a child growing up in the province of Newfoundland, Canada, I studied Newfoundland history evvvvverey year from elementary through secondary school. You can see how joyful that was for me. While I no longer remember the number of quintals (more colloquially called ‘kettles’) of fish that were caught from year to year, or when the provisional government operated, I do remember that these were actual things. I’ve never seen a quintal, my family have never been fishers (we lived inland), and the provisional government was many decades distant by the time I went to school.
One thing I’ve never forgotten, though, is that Venetian explorer and navigator John Cabot (Giovanni Caboto) discovered the island of Newfoundland in 1497. In service of English king Henry VII, Cabot claimed the land for England. At the time, there were so many codfish in the waters surrounding the province, the sailors on Cabot’s ship would lower buckets into the sea and bring them up, literally overflowing with the slippery black-skinned fish with the milky white flesh. [Sidebar: Although this next bit is a bigger conversation for another day, the stories of the proliferation of cod in Newfoundland’s waters became reasons for European countries – particularly Spain and Portugal – to pillage the fish to an extent that the cod fishery in Newfoundland literally had to be closed to locals some 20 years ago.]
Prior to a trip to Italy in spring of 2018, I did some research to find out if Cabot’s house still exists in Venice (it does), whether I could visit it (I could), and whether visitors can go inside (they cannot). I’ve seen his statue in Newfoundland, but this would be a great opportunity to see his homeland – and his home. I mapped it out and positioned it in our schedule for our second day in La Serenissima.
After you go east, only a few blocks from the bridge that overlooks and serves as the only non-liquid location to photograph the famous Ponte de Sospiri, (the Bridge of Sighs), you are suddenly divested of the hordes. At the corner of Via Giuseppe Garibaldi and Riva dei Sette Martiri stands Cabot’s house. The shape and colour and windows and architecture all scream “Venice” to a point that it is almost nondescript. That is, unless you’re looking for it. Then it stands out as a glorious beacon.
Cabot’s House
On the side of the building is a plaque from the people of Newfoundland, commemorating Cabot’s discovery, which made possible a dwelling place for a proud yet humble people, attached to both land and sea. There is also a plaque from the Italian people, noting the navigational significance of Giovanni Caboto and his son Sebastiano.
Plaque from the province of Newfoundland, Canada, commemorating Cabot’s 1497 discovery.
Plaque (and Venetian symbol, the winged lion) noting the navigational skills of Giovanni and Sebastiano Caboto.
After “circumnavigating” the building (see what I did there?) and reading the plaques, I placed my hand below them, gently touching the building with a sense of awe and gratitude, as if touching the explorer himself. In that moment, I felt a kinship with Cabot never spoken of in those history books. Without his discovery, his bravery in traversing the cold and dangerous North Atlantic, I would not be here today. Truly a moment of goosebump-filled reflection. Everything was silent. I shed some tears – a rarity for me – and slowly removed my hand from the cool wall, looking up at it as a child looks up at a parent. As sound gradually reentered my ears, I moved away from this piece of tangible history and gradually made my way back through the crowds on the bridge, stopping to take my turn at snapping a photo or two of the Ponte de Sospiri.
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Cabot House, side view on Via Garibaldi
Ponte de Sospiri – Bridge of Sighs.
Criminals were convicted in the Doge’s Palace, on the left, then were sent to the dungeons in the prison on the right. The small windows were the convicts’ last opportunity to behold their beloved Venice. Their sighs as they crossed from freedom to captivity gave the bridge its name. You can almost hear the sighs to this day.
Massive crowds on the Ponte della Paglia, where tourists stand to photograph the Bridge of Sighs
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