Now for the last part. I thought I had better get on with it, before it spends another few months languishing in my drafts.
So after a delicious lunch , we set off again. To Villa Barbaro. It is a Palladian Villa, designed and built by Italian Architect Andrea Palladio. The same architect who designed Ponte Vecchio that we visited earlier. The villa is one of the World Heritage Sites and also a private villa with the family living in it. Some parts of the villa is open to the public and contains some amazing frescos on the walls. A lot of them have been renovated.
We weren’t allowed pictures inside, but here are a few views of the Villa. And yes, by the time we reached the villa, the bad weather had caught up on us. It was pouring, but thankfully, we had come prepared.
See how grey the weather has become? The grounds of the villa. We couldn’t get a shot of the villa from the entrance – it looked far more majestic than it appears here.
And the mandatory lemon tree 🙂
A Nymphaeum water feature.
The view of the grounds from inside. As I said, photography was not allowed inside, so we could only capture so much.
And the greenery, as usual, is fascinating!
Onwards to the next stop – Proseco tasting. I’ve never had so much alcohol in my life, I think, before sundown 🙂
It continues to pour, but we are nice and cozy in our van.
The scenery is such a contrast from Venice, isn’t it? And all this is just hours away.
And soon we are in wine county. See the vines?
Doesn’t this look picture card perfect? I love those clouds..
Doing what we came here for – all set for Proseco tasting.
The wine.. I just took a sip, I think I had had my fill, and was in no mood for tasting. Husband was more busy taking pictures. The other family, though, seemed to have truly enjoyed it.
We went outside to soak in the view a bit more. The factories where it’s all made.
That was our last stop. We headed back to Venice, tired, but satisfied. And we got to evade bad weather. Atleast our holiday wasn’t spoilt by rain, for a change! Clear blue skies as we head back.
Before we knew it, we were back in the Grand Canal..
The rest of the evening we spent walking around, just enjoying that last bit of Venice before we took the next day. It never feels enough, does it? You can always find places that you missed out on, and you wished that you had been able to explore that little alley that looked so inviting, but you kept pushing it away, because it was just around the corner, so we could do it anytime.. But you never do. We walked around, trying to pack in memories both in our minds and our cameras… And of course, food. We sat down in a tiny cafe, which had tables laid outside. It seemed just perfect. It is another story that weather did catch up with us, and we had to rush indoors when a sudden downpour drenched us. But even that refused to take away from the evening…
A wonderful end to a wonderful holiday.. It makes me yearn for another one now…