This is it. Gotta go. So the first thing on the agenda was packing including effectively wrapping the olive oil, wine and vinegar we wanted to bring home. Mission accomplished!
And visited the Madonna del Orto church. Such a sad story. Their prized posession, a Bellini painting, was stolen in 1993 and never recovered. So, they have a photo of it in the chapel where it was.
It started raining so we turned around and headed for home. We stopped at the El Sbarleffo, wine and cicchetti bar and sat outside under the awning for some bubbly wine and snacks. Our sprits were good. “Let’s enjoy this last day, OK?” And we were.
Came home to relax in the rainy time and went back out for a short walk later on. I wanted to check out these new “Everything Truffle” stores that are around. I made up that name; I really don’t know what they’re called.
We had a dinner reservation at Promessi Sposi. Walking there we saw someone filming a dancer in front of the Gesuiti church and the kids playing their intense game of soccer. And popped into the We Crociferi to see the art installation going up:
We both were getting choked up about leaving at this point. Here’s a random wall near our place:
Dinner was fine. Started with canestrelli/small scallops. Bigoli/thick Venetian spaghetti with Amatriciana sauce was easily the best course.
The fritto misto was delicious but not a great selelction of seafood. The highlight was our waiter suggesting wines by the glass to go with each course. Great pairings! We talked for a while with a group of young people, college kids, from Georgia.
And we walked home.
Maybe our best trip ever!