As mentioned, my first visit to Venice, years ago, didn’t allow time to visit the Peggy Guggenheim Museum so I made sure it was a priority this visit. Peggy Guggenheim was a prolific art collector as well as a collector of lovers, and Lhasa Apsos dogs, while living her socially unconventional and extravagant lifestyle having been born into the famous Guggenheim family. This wikipedia article spells it out a little further: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peggy_Guggenheim
My hotel, Il Palazzo Experimental, as I had planned, was just a stroll away from the Guggenheim. And, once again, the walk over afforded me a handful of serene and architectural sights.
The hotel staff sent me off in the right direction and I relied on them for a restaurant recommendation for lunch. And, no, although tempting, it was not this below! Sometimes I am thankful I am lactose intolerant as it helps me to limit my eating and, well, at other times, well, I just drool…
The recommended restaurant was easy to locate. And, look at my views as I was about to sit down at my designated table.
Not only was I not complaining about my canal view but my selected entree’s taste was delectable.
A few more minutes walk after my late lunch and I was at the museum’s courtyard.
Joan Miro…then Alberto Giacometti…then Picasso…Umberto Boccioni…next one I did not record the artist…then the Landscape with Red Spots-Wassily Kandinsky
Fascinating glass bottles-Laurence Vail…
The museum and its art display allowed guests to wander a from room to room. As you can see by the artists I posted, she collected a variety of art. The garden courtyard made me want to linger. The museum was not jammed allowing me to move along at my own desired pace.
See this article: https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/peggy-guggenheims-grave
Why I did not linger? In fact, I didn’t even step on to the bridge, although I have to admit it was cluttered with others. Why I didn’t return at sunset to take a bundle of photos. Again, sometimes a wonder as to ‘What was I thinking’!??…Actually, now that I give it more thought, I think I had to return to the hotel to greet my travel companion for his soon-to-be arrival!
A Pocketful of Paris 