On the way home from Burano.

Before I left I had a delicious toast. Ham & cheese toasted sandwich & a glass of wine with some tasty spicy toast nibbles sitting outside with a lovely view. €5. A bargain!. Then the views are on the way home via Tre Porti & Punta Sabioni. The bird is at the latter, drying itself in the sunshine.

Burano

Photos of my time on Burano yesterday. The colourful homes allowed the fishermen to find their way home in the fog, allegedly.

The one with the grass gives you the idea of a proper campo. In Venice all the squares were covered with grass to feed their animals. Hence there is only one piazza as that was the only one which was paved.

Part three, the way home to follow tomorrow.

Girls night out now. Pizza & wine.

On the way to Burano today.

The mountains were very clear behind Murano, the airport & Torcello.

Murano faro.

Marco Polo airport, planes taking off & landing.

Almost at Burano.

Torcello

More sunsets.

These amazing sky photographs were taken from the vaporetto on my way home from Treviso.

A day in Treviso.

First I went to meet my friends at the International Ladies Club of Treviso, we had coffee & asked each other questions to learn more about everyone. It was such fun. Then three of us went to have lunch at the restaurant where the tiramisu was invented. So of course we had to have that for dolce. See the bag of bread, my ravioli & the tiramisu.

There are also a few other views of the city.

I then went to see an El Greco exhibition before getting the train back to Venice.

Kristina, Leslie & myself.

Views around Treviso.

The tiramisu

A new cheese.

I've kept looking at this cheese at Walter's, so bought one last Friday. It was the texture of a soft Cheddar, but milder. Very tasty for lunch with some soft salami, tomatoes & the remainder of Liz's artichoke dip.

I'm having a rant.......

At the concert on Tuesday evening I was sat on the front row & the lady sitting next to me was playing on her phone during the concert. I was incensed & at the end of the first piece asked her to stop & turn it off. She looked really surprise, but did. The following evening at the opera I was in a box of four. The guy sat behind me was writing messages on his phone during the overture. I could see it out of the corner of my eye, it was so annoying, so at the end of the overture I asked him to stop & turn it off. He said it will go off automatically, it was an iPhone, I said push the button.

At the interval he was so cross with me, he said I'd been rude & shouldn't have told him off, he was sending a message & it was only the overture! I was incensed. Was the message so important is couldn't wait? Was it to the President of the United States? He did smile & said no it wasn't important. I said it was so rude of people who thought they were in their own living room, played on phones, talked, got up & walked around when they were at the theatre or cinema. He said.... wait for it.... it must be an age thing. Me: So your saying I'm old?

After the opera we ended being the last to leave, he gave me his card, invited me to his studio in Aix en Provence & we still stood talking outside in the rain. I think he would have liked to have gone for a drink, but I'd had enough!!!

The moral.

If you're at a concert with me, don't play with your phone.

The concert theme continues.

Monday wasn't a concert, but a talk, in Italian, at the Circolo about John Law. He was an economist & founded the Banque Generalie. in Paris.

Tuesday was another concert in the salon Apollinee at La Fenice. This was a pianoforte concert for four hands with a father & daughter playing music of the 20th century. it was wonderful and there were also slides shown of Venice to go with the music.

Wednesday I was back at La Fenice in the main auditorium for a performance of Verdi's opera Stifellio. Not a lot of story or scenery or big choruses, but interesting & well performed. You have to see something other than Traviata!!

Thursday after a day in Treviso I went to a concert for carnevale at scuola Giovanni Evangelista by the French society, more wonderful french music & song.

Here are photos of the scuola & La Fenice.

The Fenice in the marble floor.

Angels flying over the ceiling of the theatre.

The amazing chandelier.

The auditorium.

The scuola Giovanni Evangelista.

(Spell check kept turning it to scull!!)