Ravenna.
It was brilliant. Beautiful. We visited two churches and a mausoleum, then lunch and some free time.
But the heart of all of these are the mosaics. Huge walls of mosaics with colors like you have never seen. In San Vitale, the mosaic took up the whole presbytery, so when you walked in, you are surrounded by these vibrant images of Bible stories and allegories of God's love. It was the least alone I have felt in a long time. There was definitely something there.
Sunday, I went to Collodi. I've had an itch to go to this town since reading about it in a travel book back home. There's not much in this town, but it's one major tourist attraction is o so worth it. Pinocchio Park. You get to walk through the story of Pinocchio as told by sculptures, fountains, and various interactive environments.
Can I get a "holla?"
It was fantastic. However. Getting home was a nightmare and a half. The one taxi for this mess of cities was busy, so I bought a bus ticket and waited. For three hours. Only to find that the buses don't run on Sundays. So I call the taxi guy again and get lectured all the way to the train station about how I just should have called him before. Seriously? Give me a break.
And today? I just may have gone to see the David. Maybe.
I love my life
2 comments:
I love getting lectured by people I don't know...
The churches are so beautiful!!
Pinocchio = fantastic.
You = awesome.
Mosaics are my favorite art form. Possibly with the exception of theatre, but they go back and forth. They make me feel like I have a place in the world: no matter what color tile you are (or choose to be), you are always a part of a bigger, beautiful picture.
thanks for the reminder!! I think about you often. I hope your having fun and staying safe and filling up your life so much that you will have lots to share with me when you get back!! :) :)
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