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Via Ugo Bassi 20 Padua, Veneto, 35131, Italy
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La Dolce Vita 7) Padova (Padua)
... crafted in 1000 years.
St. Anthony, from whom the church derives its name, was a beloved saint and great orator, and the church is a site of pilgrimage. I found it quite moving to see dozen of pilgrims visiting this basilica and praying and paying respect to the saint at his tomb and relics. The church was crafted in the 13th century, shortly ...
Venezia, andiamo!
... Tintoretto, Tiepolo and the like. It was a solid two hours to see everything in the Palazzo, but well worth it. It was also so nice to see something other than really old rocks!! hahah.
By this time we were ready for lunch, but no, we had to get to the Ca d'Oro and see the Euphronios Krater before it closed at 2pm. The Krater is a very large Greek vase that was just this year sent back to Italy by the Met. I won't even get ...
Decorative Arts Museum and Basilica
... a female centaur in art. It is by Francesco Bertos. Another unusual item were two tiny ivory skulls.
There is a wonderful 'Pieta' marble statue by Antonio Boazza. One unsual feature is that the chld angel holds bent nails in one hand and his other hand covers his face in grief. There are other works by this master artist.
On a lighter note there are sculptures of a child with a bird nest, a child with a bird, a child sucking his ...
Sky High
... to the hotel, we change and pack for leaving tomorrow. Then off to Venice, getting off the boat outside the Danelli.
Venice is being destroyed not by rising sea level or industrial pollution but by the Venetian authorities. The Bridge of Sighs is now a shrine to worship "Bulgari". The bridge is barely visible beneath the advertising boards. Entering St Marks the building opposite the Doges Palace has a giant hording for Istanbul. ...
Venice baby
... by a church and several cafes. We spent a lot of time people watching in the campos, enjoying aperitivos and watching life go by. It looks like a city with more tourists than locals. But for a few days, as we lost ourslves in the streets, ate cheese and bread for lunch in a campo we stumbled upon, wiped gelato from our chins, snapped pictures under a silver moon in San Marco, we made it ours. Then, it was on to Bologna. More on that in the next. ...



