I just came back from a glorious 3 days in Florence, where I met the lovely wife and beautiful little daughter of my friend Francesco.
Florence turned on sparkling weather, and I wore out plenty of shoe leather ( or what ever my soles are made from), seeking out the many cultural locations this city has to offer.
I need to share some of my newfound knowledge and observations with you. I hope you won’t be bored by the first of several posts that will feature Florence.
A few years ago, I read about this amazing man on Fausto Maroder’s blog ( http://alloggibarbaria.blogspot.com/ ). I never thought I’d be lucky enough to see and hear him. But, today as I walked through San Polo, I heard a strong singing voice coming from just around a corner. It was this elegant gentleman:
And, here is a tiny sample of his singing:
I’m going down south for a few days (to Florence). Behave yourselves while I’m out of the room.
Very near the mystery figures from the last post is a ponte with an adjacent door which has several paterae above it.
While searching online for information about our two blokes, I stumbled across photos and a description of the topmost patera which shows two geese, or “Do Oche”.
A rough translation from the Italian site points out that near Chiesa San Giacomo dell’Orio you will find a Ramo, three calli, a Calle delle, a Sotoportego, and two bridges bearing the name do Oche. (And, a Pizzeria!)
Keep your eyes open for more examples of paterae showing two geese. I found more on Calle Toletta, Dorsoduro this morning. (At least I think they were geese.)
I had seen this strange bas-relief on a Facebook post, and yesterday I finally found it.
For those of you who may want to track it down, it’s in Calle de le Oche. Oh, and look up!
That laundry will smell so nice
My goal when I went to Torcello was to find the stone shutters on Santa Maria Assunta, as shown on this postcard.
But, I was foiled. The door leading onto the path that would take me past these windows was locked, and will be for some time, until the work on the campanile is completed, in fact. So, the only photo I could get looked like this. That’s the campanile you can spot in the background.
It’s always worthwhile just walking around behind the churches and in the grounds around the churches.
The last of the grapes
It was so peaceful
Colour and texture is seen everywhere
There were a number of these stairways to access the canal, but all of them had overgrown pathways leading to them.
I was hungry! Thank goodness there was a place to sit, enjoy the silence, and eat.
I ordered the risotto, which is usually available only for a 2 person serve. But they provided a single serving, and it was delicious!
What a relaxing day this turned out to be.
This part of the Venetian Carnevale has its roots in 944, when 12 brides, and their dowries, were taken by Istrian pirates, in a raid on the church of San Pietro in Castello.
Now, 12 young women are chosen to play the part of these brides in a ceremony that today began in the Telecom Future Centre, then wound its way from San Pietro to Piazza San Marco. The pretty young Marie smiled through the cool, rainy weather.
To welcome us into the Telecom Centre, this hurdy-gurdy player provided cheery music.
Here are some of Marie and their “supporting cast”.