|The View of Biscayne Bay, from the back of Vizcaya|
We walked through part of the house; you won't see pictures of the inside of the house, because photography of any sort is not allowed inside the house. As we watched the clouds build, we decided to go to the gardens.
A woman in a beautiful dress was traipsing from place to place; she was trailed by photographers. I loved the boat shoes that she wore underneath the dress.
I loved the heels left in a corner of the garden.
But more than that, I loved all the different aspects of the garden, from the neoclassical design to the decaying labyrinth to the statuary. Actually, I love the statues on the sunken barge the best:
|A close-up of the first picture|
Below: what to do with your old shells: glue them to the ceiling of a grotto!
The house itself, the inside, didn't appeal. It seemed dark and gloomy: these antiques do not make me wish they could be mine. The rococo style of the walls and ceilings just felt oppressive. I was happy to walk outside. I did love this terrace; it's the only part of the house that made me say, "I wish I could live here. I want to have a party here where guests would arrive by boat."
I got great shots of the weather vanes. How I love the weather vanes of the world.
I don't need a weather vane to know which way the wind blows; down here, I can just orient myself to the ocean and turn my face to the wind.
So, was it worth the $18 admission?
Let me note that I was the only one who paid full price. My spouse has a student ID, and my parents got senior admission. So, yes, for one day, it was worth it. Would I go back? Only if it was a week day (no crowds!) with weather perfect for rambling through the gardens--in short, a day much like the one we had on Friday.