Sigh. The weekend is unfortunately over… We checked out of our hostel this morning and wandered around Vicenza, one last time. We walked back over to Querini Park to see it during proper daylight hours, encountering Santa Maria di Aracoeli and a flock of roosters. That’s right, roosters. Loud, young, brightly colored roosters.
Anyway, we continued our walk to the train station, stopping at the Campo Marzio on the way – a smaller park at the far opposite end of Corso Palladio which had been closed when we had walked by in the past. The park itself is filled with reproductions (ok, poor reproductions) of famous sculptures, including Greco-Roman urns, Bernini’s Rape of the Sabines and something that might have been the Apollo and Daphne, in a past life. In any case, the park was small, but gorgeous, and a perfect way to exit the town.
The train ride back was uneventful; still 5 1/2 hours I wish I had back, but it gave me time to begin listening to Frances Hogdson Burnett’s A Little Princess and slept a little bit. I’m excited to be back in Rome, but I’ll forever have warm memories of Vicenza.
*Just for the record, I don’t even like Lady Gaga – sorry.