Because we had just left the cool mountains, and because the forecast for Verona was for temps in the mid-90s, we headed out early for a walk to Castel San Pietro, on the east side of town across the Adige river, for some views of Verona before the sun rose too high.
Like the rivers in southern Bavaria, the Adige was also high |
We headed back down to our pension for breakfast. The fossils were even larger in the Verona sidewalks than in Trento.
The crypt |
From San Zeno, we walked back toward the old town...
...to the 14th-c. Castelvecchio. The castle houses a museum of historic municipal and ecclesiastical art and other property, and visiting gave us an opportunity to climb around the ramparts.
St. Cecilia |
A very expressive crucifixion |
This nursing madonna dates from the end of the 13th century. The charming smiley face indicates mama is happy...
...while in this depiction of the crucifixion, the frowny face indicates the witness on the left is sad.
We then headed to the Dom...
...and then to the Renaissance botanical gardens, Giardino Giusti.
By the time we left the gardens, we were dehydrated and flagging. We had planned on ending our touristy day by climbing the 368 steps of the 84m-high Torre dei Lamberti, but then we decided we had already climbed San Pietro, climbed the hill in the botanical garden, and for goodness sakes, just crossed the Alps, so we bailed in favor of swinging by a Spar grocery store for our second Italian experience of stepping into a designated rectangle on the floor to have all items auto-scanned in one fell swoop.
WATER |
We had purchased two 24-hour "Verona Cards" at the Basilica di San Zeno, which got us free or discounted admission to assorted sites throughout town, and we were determined to get our money's worth. So instead of climbing the tower, we swung by the 13th-c. Basilica di St. Anastasia.
Out of time and energy, we walked back to the train station, collected our bags, and took a train north to Germany.