The motor coach was standing ready to take him and other passengers to the Hotel Excelsior, from which point the motor-launch would convey the ladies and gentlemen through the company’s private canal and across to the station.
Thomas Mann – Death in Venice
Strolling around on Lido, I crossed a bridge over one of the few canals on the island and was surprised to see a beautifully landscaped area, reminiscent of an ornamental lake or pond in a public park. This would ordinarily have triggered my curiosity to question why there would be such a spot, but on the day in question I had more pressing matters on my mind.
It was only when reading Thomas Mann some time later that I understood. This is where guests arriving at the Hotel Excelsior embark and disembark. I’m not sure that the entire canal is private, but the car park is certainly a cut above.