Casa Villa d'Arco
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This morning we visited casa di capuleti or Juliet's house as we know it. This is where the movie letters to Juliet was filmed one of my favourite movies!! It also brought back many memories of when I played the leading role in the school play. We also visited her tomb and were closely followed by the security lady presumably to check we didn't write on the walls as so many people had done ...
This is the last leg of our Italian adventure. Left Venice this morning by water taxi from our hotel to the train station. After a short train journey arrived in Verona. Our hotel is a beautifully converted palazzo very grand!!! Of course we had to explore the shops first although shock and horror there is no Prada!! Very strange when there has been several in every other city we have stayed. So we crossed the oldest roman bridge in Verona Ponte pietra ...
... a tiny courtyard. I'm sorry to say the house actually has no connection with the Shakespeare tale and the balcony was added in 1936 for tourists. The entry walls are littered with love notes on bits of scrap paper and stuck to the wall, some times with gum. In 2012 there were big finds issued for littering, but it hasn't stopped people. There is a bronze statue of Juliet in the courtyard and visitors rub ...
... phone, and said (through Silvia's translation) that this is the "lion of Valpolicella." Same humor. Same fun.
The kids had a great time playing with their two dogs and cat, and already Sam Jackson is priming us to get a cat when we return home, as Catherine is doing the same for a dog. Our primary reason for being petless will be over. My kids literally wore out their hammock - several of the ropes broke. Silvia would not let me buy her another one, claiming ...
... to the historic arena, locked up the gear and
started to stroll. We had a coffee in a pavement cafť in front of
the arena, and wandered down the shopping streets until we came
across the market square. More coffee, or maybe beer followed.
Every street we turned down led to a hidden square, fabulous old
architecture or something else of interest. This city proved to be
the unexpected gem of the holiday and it was a pity we did not have