For the past two days, we’ve been busing, flying, waiting, train-riding, boating and walking, walking, walking…….in the most fantastic city I’ve ever seen. I can’t explain the giant magnificence, charm and beauty of Venice.
When we got off the train from a Venice suburb which looked like a lot of American cities, we spilled out of the station (all 100 of us) onto a football-field sized set of stairs and saw this canal teaming with beautiful boats and fairy-tale, fantastic bridges. Every hinge, stone, mildewed wall and door is a work of art. Then you walk into a museum, cathedral or square and see the actual artwork and your eyeballs nearly drown with the beauty. Which is fitting since the whole city is built on water, and there are no cars, scooters or even bikes. Everyone boats or walks – my nirvana (although I’d miss my bike if I lived here.) It is so overwhelming that I spent a lot of time giggling like a maniac or tearing up again, a revolving door of happy emotions.
And then my daughter and her chorus performed in Chiesa di San Salvador in Venice and the tears kept coming. She also had a small group song as part of the performance and it was fantastic. One-hundred-feet tall domed ceilings cannot be underestimated in the area of acoustics. The students sounded like bells from Heaven, and I am feeling the Catholic church’s powerful pull in these beautiful places.
It will really take me months and years to digest all of what I saw today. Two days in Italy, and I feel transformed. On to Florence, or as the Italians say Firenze!
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