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Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Venice is ready for Christmas.




 
 
 
Venice at Christmas time, as many European cities decorates its streets, houses, doors and gardens, with special lights (at night), Christmas trees, and
nativity scenes.
They also decorate their gondolas.










 

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Venice in winter, the snow is coming, it's time to listen to concerts and operas.


Venice is also well known for its important role in the history of symphonic and operating music.
Antonio Vivaldi was born in Venice.
In the winter season is time to listen to the best operas (La Traviata, Il Barbiere di Siviglia, Rigoletto, Duetti D'Amore...) in wonderful places such as Opera House, Palazzo Barbarigo Minotto, and Scuola Grande Dei Carmini. In this last place musicians and singers from the best Italian orchestras and opera houses perform the finest Opera arias enriched by Eighteenth Century costumes and intriguing handcrafted masks. The extraordinary participation of a ballet dancer performing to orchestral pieces turns the show into an unforgettable dream.
There are many ideal locations with refined junction between Music, History and Art to enjoy concerts.






Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Venice in winter also gives you beauty and happiness.




"If you walk around Venice probably you will hear the gondoliers sing..."
THE BLONDE IN THE GONDOLA
TIZIANO SCARPA
This is a prose version of the most famous Venetian song:
The other evening I took the blonde girl out in a gondola. But
the pleasure made the poor thing drop off to asleep. She slept
on my arm, every now and then I woke her; but the boat's
rocking put her back to sleep. In the sky the moon was half hidden
among the clouds. The lagoon was calm, the wind had
dropped. Only a light breeze ruffled her hair and bared her
breast. Carefully contemplating the features of my treasure,
that little face so smooth, that mouth and that beautiful breast,
I felt a longing in my heart, a stirring, a kind of euphoria that
I can't explain. For a while I respected her sleep, and put up
with it, despite Love in person arousing me. And I very slowly
tried to lie down there with her; but how can you lie relaxed
with a burning fire beside you ? Luckily in the end I got tired
of letting her sleep, and I behaved like a shameless person, but I
had nothing to regret. Because, my God, what beautiful things
I said to her did to her! Seriously, I have never in my life
been so happy.