I did a puzzle when I
was home for Christmas. We all
participated doing a large, complicated representation of the globe. It’s good to spend some time now then with a
finite project that you can progress against and then actually finish. History is obviously a puzzle. One will never be done, but each piece
considered in place next to the others makes the overall picture that much
clearer, the fabric more durable.
“City of Fortune” by Roger Crowley helped to properly place
a number of pieces today, stitching a thread between two spaces that otherwise
had no straight linkage. Continuing on
in weekend binge-reading, I finished it off this morning and my head is
spinning. Trips I’ve taken and
historical verities long known have a new bookend. Of course I knew Venice and Genoa competed,
but I’d never traced the battle. Yes, the
Portuguese spearhead of trade around Africa challenged the overland trade
through the Near East. But precisely how
did such a simple change render Venice obsolete?
A few years back when on Crete I learned that Chania and
Rethymno were actually built out by the Venetians. Really?
What were they doing down
here, I wondered at the time. Is that
right? The city had an empire? Oh, the Roman horses that should be here in
the Istanbul Hippodrome were looted in the thirteenth century by the . . .
Venetians? They’re in St. Marks
now? Right. I’d never really considered Venice the city
as a force beyond its civic definition.
They managed a large part of the medieval Mediterranean and the
shrinking Greek civilization.
Now I should like to consider it all from the Genoese
perspective. I should put proper time in
with Mehmet and his extraordinary rise.
A big project for some other time in my life will be to finally connect
these pieces to China through the heart of Persia. What a remarkable pivot they held between the
two sides of Eurasia. There’s hardly a single
piece there in that corner of the puzzle.
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