Wednesday 30 September 2015

0372 Lago di Garda to Modena


30th Sept 2015
Verona brightens up an otherwise boring drive

The target today was Modena, but we planned to stop in Verona on the way because it is said to be almost as beautiful as Rome and was so important in the days of the Roman Empire (thus its name piccolo Roma – Little Rome) – And it has the “Juliet balcony”, as in “Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou ?”.  It was cool this morning – Not quite the clear sunshiny day we were expecting from the forecast, but then it wasn’t raining ! So after packing up, doing some last minute banking on the internet, and filling up our water tank, we set of down the narrow road along the edge of Lago di Garda. 

It was quite a pleasant and scenic drive, but one can only imagine what it must be like in July or August when all the apartments, hotels, and camp sites are full.  Right now, most of them are closed for the winter and the wooden or metal shutters closed against the winter winds off the lake.  So we were a little surprised when we arrived in a little town called Lazise and found it absolutely jam packed with cars parked everywhere, and obvious tourists wandering around.  Then we saw walls of an old city, and an old square with a market in full swing (on a Wednesday), and then we saw a supermarket and pulled in to do a shop as we were very low on supplies.  While parking we chatted to a German couple who came over to ask about our trip, and found out that there is in fact a big wine festival here for the next several days – This explaining the crowds.  So we did a shop and moved on – We wanted to get to Verona.

Down at the southern end, the lake widens to a good 20 kms or more across, and looks more like the ocean as you drive along beside it.  We turned eastwards soon after Lazise,
and headed into Verona on Hwy 11, and I have to say that finding our way into the old centre of Verona, and then finding a parking place once we got there, was probably the easiest entry into any city for a long time.  Before we knew it we were at the old city gates, the Porta Nuova from 1533, from where we followed a parking sign which turned out to be underground – But fortunately it had a 2.2 m clearance – so we snuck in with about 1 cm to spare, although we held our breath going under the boom !!

Once parked and back on the surface, we were just a 2 minute walk from the main square – The Piazza Bra, where the Arena is located. This is a pink marble Roman Amphitheatre that was built in the 1st Century AD, and now serves as Verona’s Opera House.  The 3rd largest Roman Amphitheatre in existence, it once seated 20,000 people, and is well preserved except that an earthquake in the 12th Century destroyed much of the outer walls.  Something was obviously planned there next weekend because big trucks were everywhere setting up seating etc.

After wandering around the outside of the Arena, we set off down the Via Anfiteatro for about 4 blocks until we came to the Via Cappello where we turned left, and at No 23 is Casa di Giulietta (Juliet’s House).  The story may be fictional, but the balcony is there, and also a bronze statue of Juliet who left breast you are supposed to rub for good luck (?!). After looking at all the love graffiti in the archway, we moved on to the Piazza delle Elbe which was originally the site of a Roman Forum, and is till a lively centre of the city today, although the somewhat tacky tourist stalls in the middle detract somewhat from its beauty.  But there are some magnificent buildings around the square, not least the Palazzo Maffei, and the frescoed Casa Mazzanti – A former residence of the della Scala family.





Passing through the Arco della Costa one passes under a whale rib bone which, legend says, will fall on the first “just” person who passes underneath it – Several Popes have passed under it and none have had the whale bone fall on them !  Past the arch one finds the Piazza dei Signorini with a state of Dante, and to the side the distinctive 12th Century Torre dei Lamberti. Also in the square is the Loggia del Consiglio, the former city council building, and regarded as Verona’s finest Renaissance structure. It is attached to the Palazzo degli Scaligeri, once the main residence of the della Scala family.  Then through the ivy covered archway are the elaborate tombs of the della Scala family .


There is quite a lot to see in Verona, and we could easily spend the whole day here, wandering around, stopping for a coffee, and just enjoying a beautiful old city.  But we are off to Modena and then Rome, so the rest of Verona will have to wait till next time – We have seen what we came to see.   On the way back to the Arena, we passed an amazing Gelataria which Janet decided was just what she needed since we had not yet had lunch and it was past 2 pm – and it turned out the owner was from Argentina / Patagonia !  Since I had my Argentine T shirt on today, we had a good laugh about that and then sauntered off down the street enjoying an excellent ice cream – Yes, I enjoyed some too !!

Back to the car park, squeeze out of the car park without hitting the roof, and head out of Verona – Once again, a very easy city to get in and out of. Before long we were on our way down the B road to Modena – And it was the most BORING and industrial region we have passed through in a long time.  Suffice it to say I did not even bother to pick up my camera until the sign for Modena came up !  By this time it was past 5 pm, and I was pooped from driving on such a mindless road.  We found the first campsite we could and parked, right on the outskirts of Modena, ready to explore in the morning.

I have to say this – Italians are different.  They have had civilization since forever, with Etruscans building cities BC, and then the Romans coming along with Roman Baths and heating and all the other civilized things they did.  Then there was the Renaissance in the 14th and 15th centuries.  But for some reason, it has all fallen apart in the 20th and 21st centuries. There is graffiti every where, and a lot of very visible rubbish everywhere – tyres and big bags of rubbish just dumped in laybys.  Then we get to the beautiful camp site at Lago di Garda, with beautiful views and amenities – Except they don’t put seats on the toilet bowls or loo paper in there.  And tonight, in Modena, where Pavarotti hails from, and Ferrari, Maserati, Bugatti, Lamborghini and De Tomaso all help to make this one of the most affluent cities in the country, what do we find for toilets ?   Squat pots !!!  Not a toilet in sight, let alone a toilet seat.  Really, in some regards, I think this place is going backwards !!  However, I should admit that on this occasion there is PLENTY of paper in the loos – Just no where to sit !! 

I wonder what we will find (or maybe not find) in the next camp site !!

Isn’t life fun ?

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