Of course where there’s a tower, you have to climb it. This is the view from the top of the Lamberti Tower.
I know, I was a little critical of all that Romeo and Juliet stuff in my previous post on Verona. That was largely for comic purposes, though I was pleased to see people shared my hatred of the 3D graffiti that is love lock mania.
There is of course much to love about Verona.
Walk anywhere long the busy shopping strips, glance left or right and you’ll find side alleys like this.
Of course you have to love the Italian bikes. Verona isn’t quite Amsterdam yet, but it’s bike-friendly all the same. We used our hotel bikes (thanks, Hotel Trieste) and found drivers quite patient and the infrastructure reasonable.
He’s in the Verona Duomo, doing the heavy lifting. We found the cathedral’s Italian Gothic not all that attractive. We much preferred…
…the simpler Basilica San Zeno…
…with its lovely courtyard.
Dante contemplates the Piazza di Signori as a gentleman looks on.
There’s always something going on in the Veronese streets even though we visitors aren’t sure exactly what’s happening.
Packed to the rafters, ready to ride the rapids on the River Adige.
It took a little finding, but it was worth the trouble to ride across the river to the Giardino Giusti.
The view from the Belvedere above the gardens is hard to beat.
Thanks for having us, Hotel Trieste. Friendly service and hip design. And guest bikes!