Italian Memories

Wednesday, June 8, 2005 - written by Terri Elder

We left Montecatini at 8:45 a.m. with a rousing "Ecco ci qua" on our way to Venice. Domenico told us we were leaving the Rrrrrolling Rrrrroads of Rrrrome and making our way across the Appenine Mountains through many lengthy tunnels.

Domenico.

Upon arrival, we trailed behind the familiar blue notebook that Domenico held above his head in order to arrive in time for our tour at the Palace of Doges. We saw the dungeon and the bridge that led to and from the ornate, adjacent Hall of Justice. From the dismal quarters of ancient prisoners, we moved on to see the process of blowing delicate and colorful glass figurines.

In the entrance hall of the Palace we paused to sing a few numbers and enjoyed the sound of our own voices echoing from the walls of this surprise location. Then we quickly changed into our formal costumes to be ready to sing at the 6:45 p.m. Mass at St. Mark's. We had to dress quickly because our "dressing room" was an open hallway. We sang at St. Mark's and received very rewarding accolades from the priests and congregation. After changing clothes, we enjoyed another one of our delicious Italian meals.

the previous day

the next day

 

touching the spirit... enriching us all