Lido is at the edge of Venice, and the gay beach was at the end of Lido. We got off at the last stop on the bus line. A gay beach on Lido had come up in both of our searches, so we agreed to spend our Monday there. Independently, we’d researched gay life in Venice. There we shared our usual intimacies-chatting about art, media, and technology evening cuddles and morning spooning. I’d rented a beautiful Airbnb, the kind of place you’d find in a drama about a well-to-do Italian family, except sans family: comfy, well-appointed, three stovetop espresso makers. Things took a turn at the gay beach on Lido, the island just south of Venice.
