Will Shakes was not kidding when he called it "fair Verona." This little city (where I spent my day off) is just so pretty and happy, and it's charm is only paralleled by it's perfect mix of history and beauty. There's remains of Roman roads exposed underneath the sidewalks. There's a drinking water fountain like a bird feeder for humans in the middle of the street. The tech crew loading in for this weekend's show at the Arena keep giant roses and two-story sphinxes in the piazza, and the villas on the hills watch over the city amongst their tubular trees. As the train nears the Verona Porta Nuova station, the corn fields change slowly into grape crops, and from the window you can see both mountains and a gorgeous lake.
It's a city reveling in it's past, captivated by a famous love story, and celebrating the arts. Although very walkable, I ended up with sunburnt shoulders and my feet hate me right now. It was completely worth it, obviously, even without finding a Romeo.
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