While big cities have their fascinating stories, a mix of history, that metropolitan vibe and a flavor of chaotic sense of style, I found my self with an itchy need of escaping the hectic life for a few days.
A sweet place, filled with historic sights and fascinating stories kind of felt right. It was one of those moments when you know that you are not the one who is choosing the place but rather the city is the one who is transmitting vibrations to your mind (or soul) and tells you to come and meet it. Verona felt just right,
Once I got there, I felt the architecture is impressive and there’s no way to escape it. There, in the heart of this small city, you can get lost and enjoy each step. The old spirit combined with the new trends made me fell like behind each imposing door I could find another yet beautiful story. If only I had a pair of X-ray glasses to become a voyeur for a couple of days.
There’s no wonder Shakespeare chose Verona as the set for 3 of his plays. And because of him and his famous stories or maybe because of Verona’s spirit, everything seemed to scream romance at every step. It was like I was lost in one of his plays.
Only from time to time the actors dressed in gladiators and Egyptian Pharaohs and Mummies standing in front of Arena di Verona, next to Piazza Bra, reminded me that this is still a touristic city. Arena is nowadays a place where concerts and shows are being held and people all over the neighborhood area come to watch them.