If you allow yourself to believe in Romeo + Juliet for just a little while, then your stay in Verona can be as magical as mine.
I rubbed Juliet’s right boob for good luck, wrote her a note just like every lass does.
Read the letters to Juliet; from her balcony, down I looked.
Climbed lovely Castelvecchio, took in amazing view from the top.
Strutted my boots, roamed the Arena where gladiators once fought.
Left in awe, oh I was! Churches so beautiful, thought I heard cherubs during Mass.
Visited flea market, my fancy tickled by things old and new.
Ate my first gelato in Italy, so delicious I had to have some more.
Night fell and the moon beamed, I sipped wine, laughed with the Veronese.
That is the tale of my visit to little Verona, the romantic town of literature’s most famous star-crossed lovers.
Travel: October 2013