Sunday, July 15
Beaches & Operas
The next morning, our lost bag situation forced us to have a relaxed
day. This was probably a good thing. A hot, lazy summer day and a
beautiful lakeside Italian town are not things that one should miss
We took the day easy, heading down to the supermarket to
get groceries for our little apartment and for our upcoming mountain
outings. Then, we headed down to the lakefront beaches for a refreshing
swim in the lake.
The views south onto the lake were
stunning, with a panoply of windsurfers flitting to and fro like so many
insects on the surface of a pond, and framed on either side by blue
skies and steep, jagged cliffs.
Capturing the 3rd of November
Although the day was very hot (at 38C), the water was not as warm as we would have expected,
attesting to Lake Garda's great depth. The beach, too, was a little
less than desirable, being less than smooth fine sand and more like
rounded white marbles with some rocky outcrops. It was pretty packed
with people, though, and we had to search a bit for a smidgen of
beachfront to call our own.
We had a bit of Italian fine arts on order for the evening:
reservations at the famous outdoor opera in Verona. The opera runs
throughout the summer on most nights of the week, and is held in the
most wonderful and atmospheric of places: the 2,000 year old roman
amphitheatre in the heart of Verona.
After our swim and relaxing afternoon on the lakeshore, we returned to
our hotel to learn that Pu's lost bag was making its way towards us. It
had apparently arrived at the Verona airport, where it was awaiting
courier service to us here at the hotel. Given that it was already
late afternoon, it seemed increasingly possible that the bag might not
get into our hands before the next morning, which would again nix our
chances of doing a ferrata. I suggested that it made much more sense
for us to head to the Verona airport ourselves and pick up the bag from
there. This fit in well with our plans, since we were going into
Verona for the opera anyway.
Back in Business
We all piled into a single vehicle and drove the one hour to the Verona
airport. The airport is regional, so it was modest in size, but
nevertheless it was packed with travellers. We located the service
counter and, after some comments from our agent about excessive Italian
paperwork, we waited around as Pu's bag was brought out. We were now
ready to hit the wires!
From the airport we drove the short distance into the city. Verona is
known as the 'Florence of the north', and has much in the way of
beautiful architecture and art. It is also the home of Shakespeare's
famous Romeo and Juliet, complete with a tourist-y setup at what was
supposed to be Juliet's house, complete with the famous balcony.
We parked close to the old amphitheatre and strolled into town, stopping
by to pick up our opera tickets (which I'd reserved in advance on the
internet). From there we walked down towards one of the more scenic
piazzas - the long and narrow Piazza Erbe. Along the way we stopped by
at a phone store to pick up a cheap SIM card, which we'd use during our
travels to make local phone calls with Darryl's cellphone. The cost
for the card was 30 Euros, and this covered us for our whole trip.
Nearing the plaza of the herbs
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