After the week in Bolzano and a swing south for some time with family, I began the slow procession toward the SW Paris suburb of St. Quentin-en-Yvelines, the National Velodrome and the start of Paris-Brest-Paris.
My first stop en route was Verona. In 2011, when last in Italy, I had not made it to Verona. This time, I planned the stop to see the opera in its Roman arena, a summer spectacle that draws fans and the curious from around the world.
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The Arena |
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Sets for Aida waiting outside the arena for tomorrow night |
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The cheap seats on the steps are always sold out. Plenty of room below in the expensive, reserved area ... |
I booked tickets for
Gounod's Romeo and Juliet (yawn -- not as good as
Shakespeare or
Prokofiev versions of the tale, but still essential for a Verona visit since the story happened here), and
Verdi's Aida (an impressive, memorable performance, classic Zeffirelli version, by a composer who was born and lived in Busseto, SW of here). I was in the cheap seats on the stone steps of the arena. I also planned a visit to
Cicli Chesini, whose bicycles are imported and sold in Japan by my friend Hiroshi Koyama of
C Speed.
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Steps up the hill beside the Roman Theater, for a good look at the town |
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One of hundreds of beautiful, inviting entryways |
The "ancient city" at the center of Verona is a UNESCO World Heritage site, full of beautiful old streets, outdoor cafes, spectacular churches, and of course structures left over from Roman times -- most notably the Arena and the Roman Theater just across the Adige River. All this is easily walkable (or bike-able).
I had booked a room at the Bed and Breakfast Agli Scaligieri, which again proved a delightful surprise -- Nadia and Mario being perfect hosts, Nadia whose impeccable taste results in a beautifully decorated building, and who offered extremely helpful advice about the town and the opera, and Mario being a man of many talents -- chef and sommelier, among others. Mario cooked me an indescribably wonderful breakfast, including a zucchini, cheese and prosciutto omelette and a bread and (ginger-flavored) panna cotta concoction that sent me into ecstasy. Again, I want to return.
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We are given access to a cellar at a nearby villa. The door could be for a bank vault. |
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Inside, what treasures lie ... in addition to a long table for tastings? |
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A 12 liter bottle of Masi 1990 Amarone, for example! |
Lake Garda (Lago di Garda) was beautiful, with a nice breeze off the lake and plenty of summer activity!
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One photo including bike leaning -- just to prove this was, indeed, a cycling trip! |
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This area ... would be better as a couple, indeed |
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Walls of Lazise on Lago di Garda |
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Lazise |
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More Lazise |
I guess I should not have been surprised when I finally looked up the
Chesini address (Via San Paolo, 8, 37129 Verona) and found that Chesini's facility was only a few minutes' walk from the ancient city and my lodgings.
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So many old wooden doors, weathered. |
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Or recently lacquered |
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Dante's gentleman's bike (?) complete with disk brakes, polished fenders, rack and ... flask! |
So I eagerly awaited my visit.
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