When I saw you in Verona, you sat down I moved over… Ok well, I didn’t see you in Verona, but the Elemeno P track just keeps dancing around my head (get a taste of that Kiwi music here). I did sit down though, for dinner and a bit of the regional “Spritz”:
There’s a bit of a description of the beverage here.
Click any of the pics in this post to be taken to my flickr where you can access larger versions or view them on a map (they’re all geotagged).
Thanks to that rather popular play by Shakespeare, Verona is certainly a city of lovers, or at least tourists holding hands:
Shot on the Castelvecchio Bridge which takes you into the heart of old Verona.
View of Verona from Castelvecchio Bridge along the Adige:
As you wind your way around the little streets you may come across a nondescript house with a little balcony. The supposed house of Romeo:
As you survey the photos above, Verona may be starting to look like a quaint wee town. The reality of course is that it’s like any other well known European city – seething with tourists:
The markets were buzzing with activity, even as rain clouds threatened in the background.
Occasionally you could stumble down a quiet side street, but arterial routes were always just a few meters away:
And that concludes a quick summary of Verona. 
Ooops! Nearly forgot… Getting between Merano and Verona requires a trip alongside Italy’s largest lake – Garda:
