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Virtually any town can be attractive or at least pleasant enough in
the warm summer sun with pleasant aromas of restaurants and wood
smoke; it is quite a challenge on the other hand for any town to
impress on a bleak November day with a biting wind and grey,
overcast skies. Verona not only rises
to the challenge, but seems as lovely an Italian city as I would
have hoped to experience in summer, with the added bonus of an
absence of tourists and the accompanying parasites. Not that
any of that will prevent me using the need to photograph the
reputedly beautiful gardens in summer as an excuse for another
visit, even though the skies did brighten up a little on the second
day anyway. The old town is conveniently compact and there are, not
surprisingly for Italy, countless churches, museums, restaurants,
bars, generally lovely buildings and, for those who like that kind
of thing, some pretty upmarket shops. Somehow managed to end
up eating horse meat on two out of three occasions, discovering that
it is something of a local speciality. |
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