Yesterday I returned to Verona, but this time I went with my
friend, and coworker, Carlie! The
weather was a bit gloomier than the last time I was there, but the city was as
beautiful as ever.
The best part? I knew
where I was going!
We didn’t want to spend a horrible amount of money going
around the city, but we did decide to go into the arena (aka Colosseum
Mini). I must give another round of
thanks to Carlie, because she was willing to put up with my dorky escapades for
pictures. Also, for talking me through
my fear of heights. The arena is a lot
taller when you start towards the top.
Hey look! It's me waaaaay down there!
Then I showed her Juliet’s Balcony, which is a staple. Even if it is a bit anticlimactic – not exactly
how the film Letters to Juliet
displayed it. But, the crowd was a lot
smaller than the last time I was there, so we were able to get pictures with
the statue. There is a myth that anyone
who touches Juliet’s right breast will be lucky in love. I’m not sure if that was meant to be ironic
or not. We did it anyway, so DO YOU HEAR
THAT, CUPID? I’M WAITING.
After lunch, it was a quest for me to finally take a picture
of the Castel’vecchio bridge. Well, we
found it, took pictures ON it, but I still walked away without a picture OF
it. One day!
By that point it was actually starting to rain, so we
decided to head back to the train station.
Although, not without stopping at the overly-advertised BK Lounge on the
way back! We managed to get in without coups. I finally fulfilled my craving
after three-plus months, but kind of sad that I gave in. At least it wasn’t McDonalds.
