Monday morning I gave Max time to sort his SIM so we could communicate. Hard to communicate by email when we are both in Venice and are out and about. We need to be able to text and talk. A little after noon he emailed and said he tried to call me. I called him at the number he gave me and it went through….he just had to drop the +39 because it is a local call. He had previously been using his French SIM so needed those numbers. We agreed to meet at Nico’s for a bite and decide on the afternoon plans. Such a lovely day, sitting in the sun. So I decided to have this:
Yes, I had gelato and whipped cream for lunch. Max had pizza served with crisps (potato chips to people in the US).
We needed to work in our planned visit to the Peggy Guggenheim Collection and decided this was a good day….of course we continued to enjoy the sun by the water for quite a while first. Then wandering canal side to the Palazzo I had to snap a reflection:
Very soon after we entered a courtyard garden.
I asked about something I had read on their website that they have wheelchairs available for disabled people and that there was free admission and she said “Oh, yes, Madame” and discounted admission for my “attendant” Max. So we went to the cloakroom and got the wheelchair.. I now understand just a little bit (a very tiny, tiny bit) of what the view is like for my friend “Scooter Shooter” who takes photos from his mobility scooter. It is an entirely different angle and outlook. And yes, we were allowed to take photos as long as we didn’t use flash. The also have lifts into the buildings for the wheelchairs and as we saw; Mums with baby carriages and strollers.
Yes, Peggy is buried in the courtyard alongside her beloved dogs. I suggest if you are planning a visit that you first view the documentary “Peggy Guggenheim: Art Addict” because she was indeed addicted to art…and artists. Here is the list of the dogs who are buried by Peggy.
I would love to have this bench in my garden…if I had a garden of anything other than pots on a patio.
I will share some photos taken around the grounds and some of the art. I don’t know enough about art to tell you about or even who painted it (or sculpted as the case may be) I just know what I like and I do like a lot of this.
The Grand Canal through the door onto Peggy’s patio. Sadly they did not have a lift down to that so I could only gaze longingly from inside.
Max said he liked this. I do too. It’s very welcoming….like they left the light on for us.
Okay, Max. We know you didn’t really pose for that Picasso.
No lift here either so we have to go around which we did later.
A view of the patio through a clear window.
And I got a clear shot (without tourists in the way) of the Boy on a horse with his infamous removable “appendage”.
In the picture below you can see the lift I used just to the right of the steps. Open the gate and wheel me on (or I could have wheeled myself on) close gate and push button. There is another gate at the top and then you can wheel in through the doors. Usually someone will actually hold them open for you.
One of my favorite things…the chimney pots of Venice and all their lovely shapes. There are no longer working fireplaces in Venice but the shapes were created to keep embers from flying out and setting the city alight.
Max noticed this bench with a very true saying on our way out.
The view from the gate.
And I leave you with the lovely corner balcony just above Bar Gino.