This bridge is named after the canal it crosses, the same one we crossed at the previous bridge. That's Venice for you, sometimes there simply isn't a shortcut to the next bridge even if it's within spitting distance. There's no way of getting around a ten minute walk through the neighbourhood to reach it. Which is fun when you're a carefree tourist following your nose around Venice, but a bit frustrating when you're running around chasing one hundred bridges in the space of twelve hours.
Once there and standing on top of the Ponte de la Fava, it's once again time for a snapshot of Venice life. Below is the Campo de la Fava next to the quite wide and well-used Rio de la Fava, where a boat, geared to transport cold storage, is anchored to deliver goods they're unpacking next to the bridge railing. In the distance, downstream, we see the green garbage boat collecting rubbish, lifting its mechanical arm, grabbing a dustbin off the canalside, and pouring its contents into a gaping hole on the boat deck. And that's the way Venice gets cleaned, one garbage boat load at a time.
A light is shining though the open door of the Santa Maria della Consolazione church across the square, there are what looks like two tourists and a local person crossing the square, and back on the canal quite an unusual sight - a man (gondolier?) ferrying goods rather than tourists in his gondola. Groceries for home perhaps? In the far corner three people - they look like locals - are standing at the head of the alley and next to a hotel door having a chat.