Ciao miei Amici,
Goodness, some weeks I think I don’t know what I am going to talk about because I haven’t done very many things and then there are the weeks where I have done so much.
Wednesday I went to Verona to meet a friend. I met her while flying back to the states in January. She is from California but she and her husband have moved to a small town near Lake Garda.
Before we met I did a quick run up to Juliet’s Balcony. The tradition of rubbing Juliet’s right breast remains strong as tourist after tourist (including groups of young boys) jumped up on stage to have their turn taking a hand to Juliet. I did some research into this area and the idea is that by rubbing (touching, groping, or any other odd things that can happen to a statue) Juliet’s chest one is supposed to have good luck in love. After much discussion, Will and I decided that someone thought this was a funny/cute idea and it became a “thing”. It has become such a “thing” that the city of Verona has had to replace the original statue of Juliet as her chest was becoming quite tarnished. I have plans to visit the Juliet house/balcony on another visit to Verona to see if I can find any other information out pertaining to this topic. (The internet has failed me as of this time)
Anyway, back to my friend, we all need English speaking compadres here so she and I spent a lovely afternoon having lunch and then walking around Verona while nibbling fruit and gelato (Black Forest flavor, in case you were curious). I was able to see several more sites and make some plans for more exploring.
My plan after we return from Scotland is to try and do some weekday, mostly solo, exploring. I need to (want to) get a better idea about the area in which we live and some of the historic sites that get easily overlooked. Hopefully, this means I will have fun little tidbits to share with you in the following months.
Speaking of fun tidbits, I just found out this week that most of the countries in the European Union mint their own coins with a different design on the back. (Apparently Will knew this but didn’t bother to tell me, how rude!) I dug deep into my coin purse and bowl etc. to find out how many different designs I had. More .50 cent pieces than 1’s and 2’s but I didn’t know I was going to need this information until this week.
This website gives you each country’s designs
I know this will come as a shocker but Saturday we went by the garden center. Yep, I know, I am becoming predictable. No, but really, my daughter wanted me to have some lavender plants for Mother’s Day and I wanted some more color on my patio. So my daughter bought me these beautiful plants and Will bought me a great flower stand and I spent Saturday afternoon putting together my front patio. Totally in love with it, now I just need a bigger table and some more chairs. Of course Sunday we had a hell of a storm and it blew down my flower stand and un-potted my flowers creating a muddy mess on my fabulous patio. (You can’t see it but I have a very sad face just thinking about this). I cleaned it back up and it is back in order but since the weather is calling for cool and rainy all week I don’t guess we are going to do much patio sitting this week.
Sunday, before the storm of the week blew through, we went to the antique market downtown Vicenza. It takes place every second Sunday (except in July and August). We found some neat doo-dahs and some odd trinkets plus some major pawing through boxes of stuff. In the end I didn’t feel like it was so much an antique market as much as just a market, where old and new, junky and neat all were available. I got a t-shirt. Nope, it wasn’t an antique but it is cute.Quick update on the Scotland prep. I think we are almost good to go. My mom, who is awesome and the best mom ever (just saying), got us some extra socks and a sent me a couple wicking shirts. We need to run and grab some pack towels but other than that and fuel when we get to Scotland we are planned, bought, and sort of packed. On Sunday I did the laundry with my pack on. Photo credit goes to Will, who was napping on the couch at the time. On Monday I cleaned the upstairs with my pack on. I would be lying if I said my quads didn’t hurt but I figure the last 8 days before we go are about adjusting to having a pack on so I am not miserable on day two or three. I make no promises not to cry while I am there but I do plan to blame it on haggis and/or the pretty scenery (whichever is more applicable at the moment).
Anyway, that was my busy week. This week may be more relaxed but I never seem to know what is going to happen.
Until my next adventure