Verona: not really worth it

On the way (sort of) to Milan, we stopped in Verona. All we expected to see was la casa di Guilietta, or Juliet’s house, and a small, beautiful cemetery.

To me, the name Verona conveyed the image of a peaceful place. While the short walk from the train station was calming and rather empty, the square and its attractions were anything but.

I don’t mean to sound like a spoiled brat, but I did not like Verona. At all. In any way, shape or form.
The city boasts gorgeous churches, fountains and courtyards dotted with sculpted columns and arches and impressive brickwork.

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Sadly, it’s inherent beauty is tainted by the fact that it’s a total tourist trap. It’s a nightmare of hagglers, foot traffic and general chaos. It was a zillion times worse than St. Mark’s square in Venice. And I thought that was touristy.

Don’t get me wrong, there’s a lot to see. But churches and sculptures and fountains are a dime a dozen in Italy.

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The only unique thing Verona has to offer is Juliet’s house. I was pretty excited to see it, but it was rather disappointing.

First, it took us forever to find. Like most places in Europe, there’s so many streets and alleyways and intersections that it’s easy to get lost. We wandered in circles for over an hour trying to find it. When we caved and asked for directions, we finally got there – and realized that it was right off the main square. Ugh.

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I had high hopes for Juliet’s house, but it was kinda disappointing. We entered through a short arch/tunnel thing, which was covered with initials as a makeshift love wall. The courtyard was small and so packed that we could barely move.

The surrounding walls were covered with gum, and the back gate adorned with love locks. I considered putting one on for me and Rocky, but we already have one on the love bridge in Paris. Plus, Romero and Juliet is a great love story, but it seems kind of cursed.

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In short, Verona wasn’t worth it. If we’d known what we were getting ourselves into, we probably would’ve skipped it. Now we’re on our way to Milan, which I know won’t disappoint.

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