Our day started with coffee at the Puppa Bar and then a nice long walk.  From there we crossed over the Rialto bridge and headed for San Giacomo del Orio, a verdant, off the beaten path campo.

We tried to go through the back streets, but somehow we ended up in memory filled Campo San Polo.  No problem.  We know exactly how to go from there.  After a nice bench sit in San Giacomo we headed west towards the train station where we crossed back over the canal.  We stopped in at the Coop and a small butcher shop, with some prepared foods in the back, to get supplies.  On the way home I spotted Nau, an Italian glasses frame store.  I had fun trying on and bought these:

We came home for lunch and a little break.  Afterwards, we went over to the Scuola Misercodia to see the exhibits there.  We had been in the wonderfully restored building last visit but it was totally empty; seeing it now as a museum space was interesting.  The downstairs show was some strange sculpture and some iconic Christian art.  But upstairs was beautiful glass from Salviatti of Murano.  The pieces were much more commercial than what we had just seen at the Stanze del Vetro but still quite stunning, especially in that space. They had this little slide show with music fit perfectly into one of the arched alcoves, in between the old frescoes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here is a shot of the porticos on the fondamenta Misercordia:

I had ordered some vegetables, with Elisa’s help, from the local Sant Erasmo people.  So, she and I walked over to the little campo to await the vegetable boat.  There was a group of about 25 people waiting.  The orders are bagged up with the names on them and I was the first one called:  Gianna Rossi.  I had a made up name to make it easier. 

 

 

I got zucchini, artichokes, sage and basil—all just gorgeous!  Spending the time with lovely Elisa was really enjoyable too.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I had never cooked anything for dinner and when I got home I was just too lazy.  Puppa Bar to the rescue.  We were lucky to get a table.  Negroni, Spritz and a quite decent plate of spaghetti with clam, mussels and shrimp (Pasta allo Scoglio) all for €24.  We walked over to the Ca d’Oro gelato shop for dessert.  My first pistacchio/nociollo of the trip was perfect. 

It had been a beautiful spring day, clear, cool and breezey and we were strolling home.  I asked Ken:  How can we do this more often?