Yeah, I doubt it...
Romeo, Romeo where for art thou Romeo....
Seriously, I am standing on a sidewalk (trail really) in the middle of a bunch of vineyards, not a bus stop to be seen and where the eff is Romeo I beg you! I know you are all wondering how I came to be in this precarious position somewhere in the gently rolling hills on the outskirts of Verona with all my luggage and MINUS MY BlUE BOUNCY DOT. And, why I am so distraught being that I AM in the middle of wine country in Italy...Mom and any other motherly types should stop reading here.
My naivety knows no bounds. I blame my good friend Rick! So, reluctantly I leave Padua this morning after a frenzied bank situation with my debit card. I am in love with Padua! Several hours later... I take a cab ride to the train station which almost made up for the bank hassle because the driver said bellissimo so many times I was fuchsia as I departed his vehicle. Got on the train to Vicenza, missed the stop, then decided to bypass it until Wednesday being that it is only a day trip and continue on to Verona. The train was headed that direction anyway. No time lost, right. Yeah, it did not work out quite as I planned. But Rick says its super easy and just pop on any of the buses from platform A after you get off the train and it will take you to Piazza Bra. You can't miss it he says. He obviously needs to have a one on one with me because I missed something...
I get on a bus that goes all over the city, crowded and full of commuters who I attempt to mask my Rick Steve's book from. After about half an hour I realize we are going away from the city and I get off the bus to try and find the correct bus. That was stupid because there is not a bus stop anywhere going back to Verona and only a bike trail with a sign that says Verona pointing in the direction I obviously need to go. So, I start walking. Luckily the countryside is beautiful and there are scattered old villas to marvel at as I lug my roller bag over the uneven surface of the cobblestone trail. Finally, after about an hour or so of hiking, I find a bus stop. My luggage tires now need to be rotated. The woman waiting speaks 0 English but manages to understand my plight and directs me to exit the bus at the proper location. That tested my language skills for sure. My adventure to Verona was a few hours longer than it needed to be but oh well. I'm sure the sight of me entertained the locals. This will not work in Naples. It was actually reminiscent of the 12 mile mud walk in Kauai, but if I made it through that, this was a sissy walk.
When I finally arrived at the hotel dragging, hungry, thirty and frazzled Caterina greeted me and to my relief spoke perfect English. She got me settled in the most charming room, Helped me make a few calls and insisted I put on warmer clothes before leaving the hotel. I reluctantly entertained her since I was so happy for her help and she ended up being right in the end. It is much colder in Verona than Padua. She even insisted I put her card in my pocket in case I got lost again. Lol
In any case I had a delightful afternoon at a cafe drinking the heavenly wine from Verona, listening to my waiter sing to himself and indulging in a marvelous veggie pizza. Then I headed to the House of Juliet to file a complaint about where my delicious Romeo was when I needed rescuing. I only jest of course because the whole point of my trip is to experience Italy on my own and I'm definitely achieving that. I did write a letter to Juliet though while I munched on my pizza and sipped my wine. The legend goes that if you rub Juliet's breast you will be lucky in love. This only applies to Juliet's statue I guess, cause as many breasts as I touch in a day, you'd think Max would be worshipping the ground I walk on by now. To entertain you guys, I encouraged Juliet to scoot a bit closer to the machine. See pic above, lol.
I'm goin to grab a bit of hot chocolate and some delectable dessert before I turn in. I think I earned it.
"There is no world without Verona walls,
But purgatory, hell itself
Hence banished is banished from the world.."
William Shakespeare form Romeo and Juliet