Day 22; Wednesday 21st April.
Last Day in Venice and its all about Palladio and glass.
We look forward to our boat trips to the City but today the boat was infected with a virulent plague of spawn, (schoolchildren to you). They looked to be about 10 or 11 years old, noisy, spotty, more metal in their mouths than a thing with lots of metal in it. This lot were French so we endured frogspawn the whole trip.
Fist stop the island, and Palladian Church of San Giorgio Maggiore. A beautiful space but more fun is the bell tower, magnificent view of Venice from the top, and a lift to get you there. There are a pair of Tintoretto masterpieces (fairly gloomy to my eye) some of the last works he completed.
On to the Redentore, another church by Palladio and a simple but effecting interior.
Pressing ever onwards the interminable (1 hour) boat trip to the Glass making Island of Murano.
Very pretty place, just like a miniature version of Venice. Had a delicious lunch by a canal (of course). Popped into lots of glassmaking workshops. Stacks of rubbish made for us tourists but some amazing pieces. Then onto the highlight of the day, a visit to the famous Glass Museum. Of course it was closed on a Wednesday. The third rule of sightseeing is ALWAYS CHECK THE OPENING TIMES. Rules one and two being; never pass a free toilet and always have your own loo paper.
Disappointed and dejected we caught the doubly infernally, seemingly, eternal ferry back to St Marks and bid the Venice skyline a fond if weary farewell from the ferry back to Cavallino (our Campsite)
Last Day in Venice and its all about Palladio and glass.
We look forward to our boat trips to the City but today the boat was infected with a virulent plague of spawn, (schoolchildren to you). They looked to be about 10 or 11 years old, noisy, spotty, more metal in their mouths than a thing with lots of metal in it. This lot were French so we endured frogspawn the whole trip.
Fist stop the island, and Palladian Church of San Giorgio Maggiore. A beautiful space but more fun is the bell tower, magnificent view of Venice from the top, and a lift to get you there. There are a pair of Tintoretto masterpieces (fairly gloomy to my eye) some of the last works he completed.
On to the Redentore, another church by Palladio and a simple but effecting interior.
Pressing ever onwards the interminable (1 hour) boat trip to the Glass making Island of Murano.
Very pretty place, just like a miniature version of Venice. Had a delicious lunch by a canal (of course). Popped into lots of glassmaking workshops. Stacks of rubbish made for us tourists but some amazing pieces. Then onto the highlight of the day, a visit to the famous Glass Museum. Of course it was closed on a Wednesday. The third rule of sightseeing is ALWAYS CHECK THE OPENING TIMES. Rules one and two being; never pass a free toilet and always have your own loo paper.
Disappointed and dejected we caught the doubly infernally, seemingly, eternal ferry back to St Marks and bid the Venice skyline a fond if weary farewell from the ferry back to Cavallino (our Campsite)
The thing about this blog is, that from the comfort of your own bed (for here I am again, snuggled down under the duvet in Deanshanger) you can get a complete culture fest. Palladio, Tintoretto, Murano - they all ring dim and distant cultural bells (either that or they were in Ninja Mutant Hero Turtles!). But what a shame about the glass museum. But you can always call again on your way back!
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