Sisters in Italy: Verona & Lazise
Places mentioned in this post:
Vicenza, Italy
Verona, Italy
Lazise, Italy
My sister, Charmaine, and her husband Scott arrived safely in Venice on Labor Day. We've been having a great time in Northern Italy, visiting a variety of places . . .
We drove up to Monte Berico (in Vicenza) after Charmaine and Scott had had a good night of sleep that first night. The humidity and heat together causes a bit of a haze around the mountains that surround the valley here, so the views didn't pack as much of a punch compared to other occasions. But it was still beautiful and they were able to see the lay of the land and get a feel for what "Home Base" is here in Vicenza.
We went inside the Basilica at Monte Berico, as did the cutest little group of traveling nuns (seen going up the steps in the photo below).
We took a drive through the countryside after visiting Monte Berico. I drove them over toward my friend, Marnie Parker's house, and then to see Lago di Fimon, the oldest lake in Italy. It is estimated that the lake is roughly 170,000 years old . . . I didn't take any photos this time, because we only stopped to see it briefly and I have already been there a few times before. I was mainly playing the role of chauffeur, letting Charmaine and Scott hop out to take some photos here and there, while I stayed with the car.
Lago di Fimon is only 15 minutes south from Ederle, the main base in Vicenza. I know this because we scurried into town after taking a peek at the lake, due to a pending appointment to get them each a guest pass so we can all go on the base together whenever we want.
By the time we got done on the base, the restaurant we had planned to go to for lunch was already closed. Italian riposo is like a Mexican siesta in the afternoons, and typically sets in around 2 or 2:30 p.m. After striking out a second time, by walking into another restaurant only to be told that the kitchen was closed for making food and that the only options were coffee or alcohol, we were starting to get "hangry". We opted at this point to just go to the mall across the street and see what was available in the Food Court.
Surprisingly, we found a great spot at the Palladio Mall. It's called Ristorante Giovanni Rana Palladio. They offer several different pasta dishes for a good price, and a couple of salad options, too. Normally, I don't eat pasta because of the high carb count, but in lieu of my growing hunger pangs, I caved. I wasn't disappointed either, because - let's be honest, pasta tastes SO GOOD!! It's just that for a pre-diabetic, it's also evil. I guess if you add those two things together, it could be called evil goodness. Or deliciously evil. Maybe evil deliciousness sounds better, ha ha.
I ordered the ravioli with shrimp and mozzarella, with a hint of lemon zest. :)
Later, as we teamed up in the kitchen to cook our dinner (chicken cutlets with sundried tomatoes in a cream sauce), I took a selfie of us to share with my Moroccan son, Abdel, who had been texting me around the same time.
The following day, we drove over to Verona to visit the Arena di Verona and a few other sites in town. Verona is about a 45 minute drive from our house. The last time we tried to go inside the Arena, it was closed for some renovations, so it was nice that it was open for tours this time.
Once the skies stopped dumping all of their buckets out onto us, we were able to climb up to the top and take in all the views.
Video as we emerged into the Arena at one of the upper levels: (10 seconds)
Charmaine, up near the top . . .
Video of a group of young dancers rehearsing on the stage: (10 seconds)
And while it looked very fancy and pretty, it was too sweet for me, and I could only eat about 1/4 of it before I called it quits . . . it was a hefty scoop of vanilla ice cream with chunks of sweet stuff, swirled with chocolate syrup, piled high with spray can whipped cream, more chocolate syrup, hazelnuts, and a waffle crisp thing as a garnish. My goodness, ha ha.
Capello is a little different than the surname Capulet, which was Juliet's family name.
There is also the issue of who wrote the story of Romeo and Juliet, and especially - who wrote the ORIGINAL story that inspired the later story . . .
In Montecchio Maggiore (about 25 minutes from our house), there are two castles situated on the hilltops, about 5 minutes walking distance from each other. They are known as the Castelli di Romeo e Giulietta, or the Castles of Romeo and Juliet. We have been to these castles numerous times. and the curator who is always there on the weekends is VERY passionate about the fact that Luigi Da Porto wrote the story about the two star-crossed lovers. It is believed that Shakespeare took Da Porto's story and expanded it a bit more and then it became famous as "Romeo & Juliet".
But those of you who are regular readers of my blog will know that I have been reading and studying a book entitled, "Shakespeare Exhumed: The Bassano Chronicles", which gives irrefutable evidence that the Bassano family is who wrote most (if not all) of the Shakespearean plays. Emilia Bassano and Jeronimo Bassano are who did the writing, mostly Emilia, though. Because she was a lady, and ladies were not allowed to be in the spotlight as a published author in those days, a deal was made with William Shakespeare to take her stories and make them public.
William Shakespeare, in fact, grew up within a very sheltered and small realm of existence in Stratford-upon-Avon, England. He was not considered to be very literate, which makes one wonder how he could have written such extraordinary tales, with detailed lifestyles and travels from around the world, and references to Judaism and international trade, etc. The Bassanos, on the other hand, were Jews (who later hid in plain sight as Christians to escape persecution), they were merchants, they were businessmen, and they traveled extensively. It is believed that the play, "The Merchants of Venice", is based on the 5 Bassano brothers who were literal merchants of Venice.
Shakespeare was basically illiterate and was a known drunkard. I'm sure he had some good qualities too, though (ha ha), and these should not be his only identifying characteristics. But for the purpose of this side-trip down the rabbit-hole about Romeo and Juliet, they are important details.
I'm just trying to give a broader perspective to this place known as "Casa di Giulietta" in Verona. People believe that this was her original home. I'm pretty sure it wasn't. People believe Shakespeare visited this place. There is no proof that he ever even traveled to Italy. People believe that Shakespeare wrote "Romeo & Juliet". But he didn't.
HOWEVER, people do believe in love. People believe that hurdles and obstacles sometimes get in our way of achieving love, but that love is still within our reach. People also love to read a good story. Sometimes these stories get made into a movie, such as "Letters to Juliet", which DID get filmed in this exact location in Verona. (It's a cute movie, by the way)
So, if you believe in love and all the good things that come with it, then maybe you would want to see this alleged home of Juliet in Verona, too. You'll have to be willing to stand in a potentially long line, but who knows, maybe you'll get lucky and it won't be so long that day.
When we got there, we saw quite a crowd of people because there were a couple of tour groups waiting to go inside. Below: the front of "Juliet's House".
I like capturing moments like this, where it shows that our feet were literally here. Together.
After we finished there (but who is ever really finished lounging in a pool on a warm summery day), we drove about 14 minutes west so Scott and Charmaine could see Lake Garda for a few minutes. Lazise is about as cute as you can get, and they loved it!
Lazise has a tiny little harbor, with several colorful boats at rest.
Video of Lake Garda, with a storm brewing on the left (south - toward Sirmione): (8 seconds)
I told Charmaine and Scott about my favorite gelato place, because of the kindness the workers had extended toward my (then) 2-year old grandson, Jack, when he was ready for a nap but wanted some milk. As Hannah inquired on behalf of their little boy, and once the workers understood that the milk was for a BABY, they rolled out the red carpet! They poured some milk into a cute little white pitcher, even adding a straw for ease of sipping, and carried it out to where we were sitting and waiting.
So yes, whenever I'm in Lazise, I will 100% of the time buy some gelato from them. Cucina Riviera Gelateria is the name of their establishment, if you were curious.
Next week, I'll try to catch up on all the rest of the stuff we've been doing. For now, I'm just trying to keep up with each day's adventures!!
We've been to Nove, Bassano del Grappa, Marostica, the Dolomites, a cave tour, Chioggia, and tomorrow (Tuesday) we drive over to Slovenia and Croatia.
We are having lots of fun, and there's more to come! :)
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