Monday, June 16, 2008

Photos from Italy...day 2...

It was harder to get through Day 2's images than I had originally thought. This was quite a long day of wide-eyed wandering through a city that I love. The day's overcast skies allowed for some rich, saturated colors, which I think are fitting for a city full of paintings. [FYI, I haven't quite gotten to the image descriptions...so please pardon this work-in-progress.]

Our first full day in Venice was like getting reacquainted with an old friend. After a light breakfast in the hotel, began the day with a slow stroll through the Dorsoduro. Window browsed tiny shops full of local treasure...glass, paper, fine prints...all too tempting. Visited our favorite church...Santa Maria della Salute...her dome clad in scaffolding...her interior always grand. A familiar waterfront return route...the Guidecca looking picturesque across a choppy channel. A Greek cruise ship passed...reminding us to stick to paths less traveled today.
















Lunch at an outdoor cafe at the foot of the Accademia bridge. The sights and sounds of the Grand Canal accompanied our simple meal.


Spent the afternoon winding through the sestieri of Cannaregio, Castello, and San Marco. Light drizzle sent us into tiny shops. Visited several churches spanning the centuries. Standouts included the Gothic church of Santo Stefano and the marble-clad jewel box Santa Maria dei Miracoli (home to a bona fide miracle painting). Our favorite new site: the church of San Zaccaria...a 14th or 15th-century church with a fantastic 10th-century crypt beneath glimpses of a former 9th-century church. Layers and layers of history...such is Venice.























Returned to the hotel past dozens of wily fake handbag scalpers. A quiet drink on the loggia before dinner.

Caprese di Bufula and simple pastas for dinner at a popular spot in the Campo de Santa Margarita. After dinner gelatos from Il Doge...still our favorite gelato in Italy. Late night mojitos and a fantastic tiramisu from Impronta Cafe.

A pleasant drizzly walk back to the hotel. Sleepy.





1 comment:

Buddy Tignor said...

I don't know why...but I would have never expected graffiti in Venice.