Look. Real life trees. With leaves. Che bello!
Dante. Just chilling with his cronies.And his pigeon pal.
Next stop the Basilica di San Zeno, the setting for the marriage of Romeo and Juliet.
Feeling all caught up in the literary history of the place, Lois and Soph had a moment.
Even the supermarkets were autumnal.
Yep. Another photos of leaves. I really did have it bad.
Final stop, the most incredible view of Verona.
The catch, you have to climb approximately 10 million steps to see it. By which point you may very well be overcome with exhaustion, blurred vision and dizziness, thus unable to appreciate it properly. My advice, find Romeo and ask him for a piggy back.
For all my whinging the view really is worth the blood, sweat and tears.
On a clear day you can see for miles. On a hazy day you can see this...
Having recovered from the trek up we headed back down for a well earned drink, managing to bagsy the best spot in Verona. Nicely coinciding with aperitivi o'clock.
Aperitivi o'clock is quite possibly Italy's happiest hour.At 6pm head to any bar and order yourself a classic aperitif and along comes a food platter. For free. Lois opted for a campari spritz, Soph a tomato juice, Lizzie a prosecco and I went for my usual, spritz aperol. And why limit aperitivi time to one hour when you've got such a good thing going? Luckily for us the Italians are of the same opinion and so one hour usually stretches to three.
Thank you Lois and Verona for giving me my much needed Autumn and muesli fix. I'll be back soon.
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