This morning we disembarked from the Celebrity Equinox after
a fabulous 14 day cruise. Once we got
outside of the terminal we tried to get a water taxi to go to our
apartment. What a zoo! With more than six thousand passengers from the three cruise liners
all looking for taxis at the same time, it was impossible to get one quickly. We queued for over an hour before we finally
got a water taxi.
The apartment is wonderful. It is next to the Giudecca Canal along the Zattere boardwalk. It has three bedrooms, on the third floor, with balconies that have great views of the main
shipping canal. From here you can see the cruise ships sail in and out of
Venice. It used to be the owner’s family
residence when he was growing up. We are staying in his old bedroom, while John
and Heather are in his sister's bedroom.
It has all the modern amenities that you could want and all the old
world charm that you desire. Giogio has
kept all his university text books in the shelves about the bed. It includes a copy of MS DOS in the original
grey plastic case. That brought back
memories from thirty years ago.
| Our apartment in Venice |
| Our apartment in Venice |
| Our apartment in Venice |
| Our apartment in Venice |
Although I'm still feeling the effects of the heat exhaustion, I feel much better today. I'm drinking lots of water and taking it easy.
Tonight John organized an evening of cultural enlightenment for us. We went to an opera performed by the Musica A Palazzo Opera Company. We saw La Traviata by Verdi. The performance took place in an old gothic palace along the
Grand Canal, known as the Palazzo Barbarigo-Minotto There were three acts in
the opera, each act taking place in a different room of the house. It was very intimate with about seventy
people in the audience and the acoustics were great. The case had one female singer and two
males. What fantastic and powerful voices they have. They were accompanied by a string quartet
that was equally outstanding.
| An evening at the opera |
We were given a program which had the English translation of
the Italian lyrics, so Marg was able to keep up with the story. Even though I didn’t understand a word, it
was still a very memorable experience, one well worth repeating sometime in the
future.
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