Jim read that Treviso is a lovely city on the banks of a river with the friendliest people in Italy. Today, we went to fact-check. Well, it is lovely, and it does have a largish stream running through it, and the guy in the gelato shop was indeed friendly.
We did have a little issue with the tourist information office though. There are two signs in the city that direct you to the tourist information office and one of them is on the door. We found the office pretty much by accident after “touring” for an hour on our own. Here’s the part that got us. They don’t have maps of the city to provide information to tourists, which seemed to us to be the point of having tourist information. They did let us take a photo of the one map they had. When asked about how to get to the weekly market, the answer was, “Go right until you see it.” What she really meant was, “Go away until you find it.” We wandered for another long stretch and did indeed find it by accident.
Anyway, the town was pretty, and folks were out and about. The gelato shop was an A+.
Fueled with gelato, we drove to another Palladian villa. We got our first clear (but distant) view of the snow-capped Dolomites on the way.
There was a wedding at the villa today and the setting was lovely with no additional decorations needed. The walls of the villa are painted with gods involved in various deeds of derring-do or debauchery.
For our final dinner of the trip, we went to La Loggia in Vitterio Veneto for some pasta. Oh my. We had a salad with bacon, shrimp, green olives, tomatoes, and creamy hunks of gorgonzola. Cindy had pasta with mushrooms, speck, and cream that would make a person feel like singing. Jim had pasts with sausage, black olives, tomatoes, and pecorino. Both were awesome. A little panna cotta with chocolate and strawberries topped it off nicely. We had a bit of prosecco in honor of this lovely part of the world.
It has been great. This is the image of the Veneto we’ll hold in our heads as we think back. We’ll mentally sit down in these chairs, exhale, and try to hear the church bells again.