On Friday morning I was up early to meet Liz at the Sacca Fisola market at 09.30. You have to understand that I was at her home for dinner the previous evening where a wonderful group of people, including an Anglican vicar and a Scottish monk from San Giorgio ate delicious food and drank beautiful wine. It was a beautiful morning, really springlike. After putting my shopping away I went to the Coop and called at a local bar for another coffee and met a lady from church who lives in Milan and who I hadn't seen this trip. We had a lovely catch up. Then it was home for my shower and I had to go to a restaurant to finalise details for the Venice Ladies Lunch next Friday. Yes I'm organising things here too.........
Finally it was off to work in the bookshop. I had a great three hours and sold €100 of books. The only uncomfortable few minutes was when a group of ten Japanese came in and were everywhere. I grabbed my phone, iPhone of course not my I'm embarrassed to get it out ex Imperial phone & stood on my handbag. They were all picking up books & were in both rooms. I just kept saying no to any book they asked for and they left. I'm sure they were fine & no books were taken but it was just having so many everywhere at once. As I was recounting all this to Gaspare on his return a couple came in & the guy said that's a Yorkshire accent, I agreed & he told me he was from Huddersfied but had an italian father & lived in Venice. I said I couldn't understand why he had chosen Venice over Huddersfield!
Saturday I was up early and first I made minestrone soup for Sunday's lunch. At 10am I thought I would take the rubbish out & hoped the bin men hadn't been. I put my coat on top of my PJ's & was caught by Liz passing by. It was a wild, wet, windy morning. Hence I decided not to wash my hair, just put my hat on. After the ritual coffee in Bar Palanca I went off to check out water glasses for a wedding present. I walked to the vaporetto via the Piazza and it wasn't busy and there were no costumes. I had a delicious lunch back at the bar and then went off to Murano to check out glasses there. It was 15.02 by the time I fought the boat and it takes an hour to get there. I now have to decide between two designs. Then it was an hour back and almost 7pm. I did plan to go to the Jazz Club but that was a step too far after my busy day.
Sunday
After church I was having some friends to lunch, here we are sat at Nico's bar on the Zattere. It was a beautiful day and too lovely to miss sitting outside for a spritz. Well two!
Eventually I saw a boat coming and decided we needed food.
When we got to my apartment it was wonderful, the sun was on my garden so we had a glass of prosecco sitting outside. Eventually we dragged ourselves inside for the soup, cheese and an apricot tart. Before we began I really felt I wanted to say a prayer and give thanks for finding such wonderful friends in this city which has taken me to it's heart.
As it was such a wonderful sunset after seeing off my guests I went back out with my camera. Here is San Giorgio.
These are from the Junhans and I've never seen these mountains, on the way to Rovigo so clearly from Venice. You pass them on the train to Bologna.
What a perfect end to a special day.
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