For those of you wondering, Venice turned out to be wonderful. When we got there. And it was certainly touch and go. Not only was Plan A cancelled because of the above mentioned break up, but Plan B was almost cancelled by EasyJet. I say almost when they did actually cancel B’s flight from Toulouse two days before we were scheduled to travel due to a strike in Italy. (Note to self. Check travel insurance covers pre paid hotel bookings for future reference.) The angel that she is then booked herself onto a flight to London and one from London to Venice so not only was our trip not cancelled, but we got to travel together and meet for lunch at the caviar bar. Which needless to say involved champagne.
Palazzina G turned out to be heaven.
We were greeted by name. Shown straight into the bar and welcomed with a Tintoretto. (Prosecco with melograno.). Dinner was steak tartare with black truffle. Macaroons in our room. Rob a bank to stay there. It’s absolutely worth it.
Adjoined to Palazzo Grassi, the Hirst was awaiting just a shared wall away.
With just one full day in Venice we managed an early breakfast and were at the Wreck of the Unbelievable shortly after it opened. Sensational in every sense. Part 2 was at Punta Dogana. Next lunch, the Peggy Guggenheim, visiting L’Isola, my favourite glass shop with Carlo Moretti art on glass, dinner at the Terrace restaurant at Danieli (chocolate-coated foie gras no less) and piano bar after, bed at 2am.