So to whit we arrived at Verona, a mere 80km from where we were staying, at the very early time of 11.30am. Almost sunrise you could say. Or not.
Verona |
Don't let anyone say we are not people of our word.
3rd largest Roman amphitheatre |
The old town was humming with loads of tourists walking about in a city centre bereft of any type of motorised transport.
We wandered about here and there and found Juliet's balcony which is actually the real deal from the family featured in Billy's play.
A Juiet - Romeo Romeo wherefore art thou... |
It was much better than I thought and actually well worth a look.
Plus you could enter the house and go out on the balcony which, while we were watching below, a seemingly unending succession of good sorts decided to make appearances on the balcony above.
I'm here next to the blonde with the 3 pet monkeys |
Nicki was more keen than me to go but I stuck it out as long as I could until some bloke popped his bonce out on to the balcony so I did the gentlemanly thing, ceded to Nicki's wishes and we left.
Walked about some more and saw some extravagant tombs by the Scagleri family.
If you're going to go, go out in style.
Grabbed some gelatis, because that's what smarties do, and then we drove home and stopped at a town called Malcesine and had dinner literally over Lago Di Garda (Lake Garda.)
Stray observations: Blokes should have the common decency not to appear on or even in the vicinity of Juliet's balcony.
Scagleri tomb |
Dinner on the lake - literally. |
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