This past week Angelo, my most incredible husband, surprised me with a little getaway for Valentine’s day. Before I met him I was never the romantic.Romantic movies are the worst, too predictable and unrealistic most of the time. Enter the Italian, this man is the embodiment of romantic I’m too spoilt. After already buying me a box of chocolates and roses (my love language is anything green), he still surprised me with a little getaway to no other than the most romantic city in Italy, Verona. Yup, the home of Romeo and Juliet. It’s also happens to be the place that I have wanted to visit in Italy, forever!
We got up at 6am and left on our first train to Milan.From Milano, we caught the train to Verona, which is only about an hour and a half away. We got there about 9:45am and of course our first point of call was breakfast. We don’t usually have breakfast but it was a little getaway, so why not? My very well planned out husband had obviously already thought of the , so that’s what we did. This place is just stunning, if you’re ever in the area you must check out Duchi Cafe.
Then, unbeknownst to us, we walked into the centre of town and we found… drum roll… an arena. Basically little colosseum right in the middle of Verona. You can pay to go inside, and it is still regularly used for concerts and other types of gatherings. We took a couple of pictures and then headed towards Juliet’s house, mentally preparing for the crowds.
When we got to the famous spot I was pretty surprised that it wasn’t as jam packed as I had envisioned. Of course it was busy, it was never not going to be, but it was manageable. I was disappointed with the fact that pretty much every shop surrounding the actual courtyard was covered in touristy items and souvenirs, it put a little bit of the authenticity on the shelf. Besides that, it is still a one of a kind place. You pay 6 Euros to go into the house, and stand on the balcony, which I did. There isn’t much of a view, and the house itself doesn’t hold much, so unless you’re desperate for the picture, which I was, I wouldn’t pay to go inside.
From there we wanted to cover as much as we could before lunch, so up the mountain we went to the famous lookout point. A view of the entire city awaited us, as well as a 2km hike uphill. I was ready, regardless of the fact that my stocking were slowly slipping down to the uncomfortable position between my legs. (Ladies you know the feeling, right?!) If you’re looking to walk up, it really isn’t bad at all, but I did see that there was some sort of shuttle that can take you up, I’m completely in the dark about whether or not you have to pay for it, I just know that it exists.
After that to say that we were hungry was an understatement. Onward we go in the hunt for some good food, of course you don’t have to look far, this is Italy after all. We look for the most affordable, good and substantial meal. obviously we didn’t have to travel far, we walked probably about a kilometre and there it was, the most perfect place. It’s called Bigoi and it is heaven sent. 5 Euros for a cup of pasta, the most amazing pasta too! There aren’t any spots to sit because its a “street food” vibe, but just outside the place itself is public seating and it’s very normal to just sit on the side of the street anyway.
We took a seat on the street and had lunch. Admiring the hustle and bustle of the busy city as the day just started to come alive. From there we had almost done everything that we had set out to see, there was only one more location; the bridge. onwards we went, to discover the huge medieval bridge that acts more as a social gathering for university exchange students than anything else. The vibe was awesome, there was a guy playing the guitar and singing which almost echoed the whole way down the bridge, the sun was out, and there were loads of people doing their weekend walk which is so popular in Italy.
The whole day for us was more about a bit of an outing, we probably could have made an effort to see more, but Angelo is in the midst of studying and to be honest, we didn’t really want to do anything that cost too much money. The train tickets where enough. We called it a day and headed back to the train station about an hour earlier than we had planned, which was totally okay.
Verona is an incredible city, definitely one that I can imagine myself revisiting 100 times over. It’s relatively cheap, close to home, and completely encompassed by the Romeo and Juliet love story. They don’t let you forget you’re in the city of love thats for sure.
My recommendation, go to Verona you won’t be disappointed I can’t wait to go again, and I’m secretly hoping to move into Juliet’s house and live the fairytale life for a while (maybe without the ending though).
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Also, if you would like a more “realistic” overview of our trip, head over to my Instagram Highlight of Verona, you’re going to love it!