We decided to keep our daytime activities simple, since we had tickets for the opera at night.
We decided this was the perfect day to go see the Peggy Guggenheim Collection, across the Grand Canal.
There are many unusual pieces in the collection that left me completely mystified.
I am a true philistine when it comes to modern art.
The Break of Day, Paul Delvaux, 1937.
Seated Woman II, Joan Miró, February1939, Oil on Canvas.
Sphere No. 3, Arnaldo Pomodoro, 1964, Bronze
Seal, Jean Arp.
The Horse, Raymond Duchamp-Villon, 1914, Bronze. Sometimes, you gotta laugh!
On the way back, we stopped at the church of Santa Maria della Salute, which we had been looking at from across the pond for several days now.
It was actually rather plain on the inside. I took a few minutes to light a candle for a friend.
We had now worked up an appetite, and it was the perfect time to go back to Harry's.
We ordered their famous, but amazingly overpriced bellinis. They were very refreshing, though.
My husband ordered the Filet of Sole . . .
I had the Mushroom Risotto, which, in my opinion, is one of the best reasons to come to Venice in the Fall — mushroom season!
Then back on the vaporetto to our hotel for an afternoon nap.
We had to conserve our energy, you see, because we had tickets that night to see The Marriage of Figaro, by Mozart.
And each time, it gets rebuilt with unparalleled grandeur.
Even the curtain was exquisitely embroidered.
To be sitting in the same theatre where Verdi debuted La Traviata . . . it was pretty special.
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