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Friday, July 09, 2010

Venice!



Got off the train and it was right there. The Grand Canal, the gondolas, the fancy-schmancy pointed arch windows, the domes, the Gothic churches, the paintings, the stone carvings, the mosaics...

Yoiks!

Who knew it was even real?




Can't remember the last time I had this look on my face.


Venetian taxi.


Rialto








Stone carvings on the Doge's palace.


Ridiculously famous painting in San Zaccaria, called "The Sacred Conversation". Can't remember the painter (and can't be bothered to look it up).


Lit a candle, and asked Him for help. Felt very Catholic for a moment.






Shiniest shops I've ever seen.


St. Mark's




Novus Ordo Tryptich: the "People's altar," the ugly modern candle sticks, the tacky polyester banner. Examples of what our modern Church is offering the world.


The glories of NewChurch at Ss. Giovanni e Paolo.


Venice is the only place I've seen these things look good. Romans like them, but they just don't fit in there.


So that's what I look like when I'm happy!

7 comments:

  1. Lucky you! What a city she is.

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  2. Auricularis12:10 am

    At least the Lutheran table could be moved... or axed.

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  3. BillyHW2:58 am

    Foxy lady!

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  4. "There is nothing- absolutely nothing-
    half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats."

    That's what it is, you know. Ratty was absolutely right. Boats. Of course, Venice helps. But going from here to there in a boat does wonders for the disposition.

    Enviously,

    -John-

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  5. Sean M. Brooks4:15 am

    Dear Hilary Jane:

    I'm glad you had a good time in Venice. And even more that it was a HAPPY time for you.

    I've been to Rome and Ravenna, but not to Venice. Impossible to see EVERTHING.

    Sincerely, Sean

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  6. Anonymous8:21 pm

    You have the nicest taste in clothes. - Karen

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  7. Fr. T.9:58 pm

    The Rialto bridge---just there to the left behind the bridge is a nice little bar where you drink your campari soda, watch the boats go by and admire the palazzi, without having to pay inflated prices because some second rate American writer used to drink there.

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