I am sorry for the lag time between last post and this one. I couldn’t shake the cold and finally got a house call from a doctor today. Hopefully I will be on the mend by tomorrow. I was hoping to head to Venice today but I will have to go tomorrow or Thursday instead. On Friday I am planning a day trip to Verona so I might have more to report by then.
Anyhow, Sunday was a beautiful day. I started the day with a run and then a longish bike ride (everyone here rides a bike as an everyday mode of transportation; I am tempted to get one after this trip) to my host family’s old home that is a little bit outside the city and which they now use as a bed and breakfast. It is a beautiful home and the bike ride was very scenic. We rode past little vineyards, mini crop fields, and very nice homes. On the way back we picked up a nice treat for dessert at lunchtime.
My mouth waters just looking at that photo. We polished off the whole plate. Before we had the cakes, however, I had my first taste of cow liver — Venetian liver (sautéed with onions) with polenta to be precise. It tasted good, and like liver, but if I think about it too long, I feel nauseated.
After lunch, we went a Padova, a 30-45 minute drive away, to see an art exhibit and the the city itself, which is home to one of the oldest universities in the world and the Basilica of Saint Anthony, which houses its namesake’s tomb, tongue, and jaw, among other things. Weird.