Balcony Scene. Enter Romeo.
Trip Start Jan 07, 2010
31Trip End Jul 19, 2010
Map your own trip!
Show trip route
muesli (yes, chocolate muesli is amazing) at a small but very busy café just tucked around the corner from the centre of Verona. I have really missed all the fresh fruits while living in Sweden and now that we are back in the warmth of the south, I am just devouring fruit at every opportunity
After some time, we met up with Ella’s friend, Nicco (and his bouncy dog) before continuing our stroll through the city – although, this time our stroll was more orientated towards reaching Nicco’s favourite coffee house by the river. The coffee house was just beautiful – built right next to Verona’s rushing river and directly opposite the old Roman amphitheatre and hill top fortress. We sat on the stone verandah out the back of the coffee house right on the river and enjoyed the "coffee" which was in fact Spritz since the sun was over the yardarm. After a little while, all the nibblies (which had made us hungry) were gone, so Nat, Ella and I left to find lunch and Nicco left for work. We headed towards a region of town near the university for lunch based on a recommendation from Nicco
After lunch we meandered back into town with Ella, who had to take an earlier train back to Venice because her mum was arriving that evening. Walking down one of Verona’s beautiful streets, Ella pointed out an archway through which lay Juliet’s balcony – Verona naturally being the home of the star-crossed lovers, Romeo and Juliet. We said our goodbyes to Ella here because we were to see the balcony and she had her train home to catch. I’m so glad we met up with Ella in Venice – I think without her we would have really missed out on catching a glimpse of the true Venice. Thank you Ella! The walls of the archway tunnel leading to Juliet’s balcony were completely covered (several inches thick) with thousands of love notes in many different languages (many of which I couldn’t even identify). Somehow, it was simultaneously uber lame (with some seriously corny love notes posted on the wall) and yet also strangely beautiful to see so many simple messages of love in all the languages of the world. Juliet’s balcony itself was quite little but sadly was full of lots of lamo tourists taking copious cringe-worthy photos. Juliet did really have a lovely house though, built of old grey stone within a sweet inner courtyard whose walls were entirely covered in ivy
After visiting Juliet’s pad, it was time for us to return to the station (via the fruit market) for our train on to Switzerland. Once we had collected our bags and settled in the waiting lounge, Nat decided that she stunk and rummaged in her bag only to emerge moments later with her deodorant. She then proceeded, with the entire waiting lounge watching, to apply said roll-on deodorant to both herself and t-shirt while standing at the front of the room!! Several people, myself including, cracked up at this spectacle including a very large pink woman who spent a good while chuckling even when Nat had finished. So, a now non-stinky Nat and I boarded our first train of the evening to Milan – it was a EuroStar, which are typically really pricey but very fast comfortable trains that we’d been hoping to take for some while. It wasn’t as swish as I’d hoped but quick – taking us from Verona to Milan in only an hour and a quarter. In Milan, we changed trains quickly, catching only a glimpse of the glamour of Milan from the fancily attired commuters and from the glitzy station itself (with grand white stone halls and high arching ceilings). The train from Milan was even nicer from the last, and we had an enjoyable ride watching the scenery change as we traveled through northern Italy (with all its stunning lakes and green hill towns) and then into Switzerland