Locanda da Scarso
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Can one listen to too much classical music? It doesn't seem so. Gordon found out about this concert so we decided to go.
Baroque music in a church, does it get more Italian than that? The group is Interpreti Veneziani and they played mostly Vivaldi, as well as an oboe concerto by Albinoni that I recognised. The church is Chiesa San Vidal and has great acoustics, as well as some lovely art and sculptures. This ...
... the price about doubles if you sit down. That was lunch.
Walked to the Ponte deglie scalzi which wasn't as spectacular as the Rialto, then to the tre ponti, again poor cousins to the other bridges I have seen. Just meandered my way back and found myself at the end of the street I had been living in and bumped into Peter.
Had a Gelato for arvo tea.
Walked towards the Peggy Guggenheim Museum, which has some nice looking, modern, ...
... to have those on the ferry back to San Marco.
We changed into dresses and had dinner at the Hotel Restaurant. Dinner took FOREVER. Yes, Italians are slow, but this was the slowest meal I have ever had here. We left just in time to go grab our mini prosecco bottles we also got at the grocery store and found a spot along the side walk to watch fireworks. We had to wait an hour, but it was worth it. These fireworks were INCREDIBLE. I have never seen a longer, more ...
... with me is getting a bit then. Today, he told me that if I called one more thing "pretty" or "beautiful" on this trip he was going to get REALLY frustrated with me.
What can I do? Everything we've seen has been beautiful! I'm going to look up some new words tonight in Austrian (is that even a language?) so I'm prepared to call things pretty tomorrow, without getting in trouble.
... n enclosed bridge which connects Doge's Palace with its prisons, the bridge gave the prisoners their last view of Venice, and legend has it they sighed at Venice's beauty before being locked in the confines of their jail cells. Our pukus were grumbling and so went back to find out what Mr Fusty had for our brekky. After a relaxed brekky and shower we went out to spend the afternoon exploring and enjoying not getting lost in ...