We headed down to the hated Stazione Termini this morning. I get a shiver when I got there, after the years of daily commuting. I rather miss the clackety clack of the flipping cards on the departure and arrival sign, however.
An O Too Familiar sight for Roman commuters.
I wonder how long it would take me to relearn briscola. Hmmm….
Heading north. Happily there is wifi on the train these days. How things have changed.
Back to Rome in a few days, but for now, it’s going to be “calle e callette”.
In Venice, we are settled into the hotel and we are out and about.
I arranged to say Mass at San Moise the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow, San Marco.
Supper will be late, so it’s snack time.
I need a glasses store: my glasses are now officially broken. Grrrrr. Near San Marco there are shops in the Calle de la Merceria.
Tonight we are taking in La Fenice for La Boheme!
I am rather excited because when it burned, I contributed for the rebuilding.
As we came in I told my host “It’s like walking in Wrigley Field for the first time!!”
Just a few more shots before turning in, tired but happy.
My view for a nightcap before turning in.
Oh…. supper… paranza di pesce.