
Some of the best hours in Venice are spent on foot, and few streets reward a slow walk like Abbot Kinney Boulevard. It begins a few minutes from the hotel and runs at a low, unhurried scale that never quite feels like a shopping district.
Abbot Kinney is named for the developer who dreamed Venice into existence at the turn of the last century, canals and all. The boulevard still carries that independent streak. There are no towers and little in the way of chains. Small storefronts trade in design, books, clothing, and coffee, and the pace stays closer to a neighborhood than a destination.
It is a street to wander rather than to plan. The pleasure is in the drift: a window here, a courtyard there, a coffee carried down the block.
On the first Friday of most months the boulevard hosts an evening of open shops, food, and crowds. It is lively and worth it if you like the energy, and easily avoided if you would rather have the street to yourself. Any other evening tends to be calmer.
Whatever the hour, it is close. That is the quiet luxury of staying here: the neighborhood everyone comes to see is a few minutes from the front door, and you can leave the car where it is.