We spent 1 night and an entire day in Venice before taking the train to Mogliano Veneto (2 stops from Sta, Lucia) where we spent the next two nights in an apartment owned by an Italian/Chinese family who spoke very little English. (2 nights at this place was cheaper than our 1 night in Venice.) The apartment even had an authentic Chinese Restaurant right below which Nik and I ate at for the entire stay. We had our own kitchen, a balcony, bathroom and wifi was free! And they were so kind to fetch us from the train station. We felt so at home with Giady and her family. After spending an entire day walking around Venice, this place was heaven! The next day we took the train to Verona.
I just have to post a photo of me and Nik in the train because we had to pay FOURTY FIVE EUROS for it – EACH!!!! It’s not supposed to be this expensive but we made the mistake of purchasing a direct ticket. Instead of arriving in Verona in an hour we got there in 20 minutes and it’s only supposed to be 15 Euros!! So you have to really tell them “SLOW TRAIN.”
Verona — where William Shakespeare was inspired to write his very famous play, Romeo and Juliet — no, not the one with Leonardo DiCaprio It’s a very beautiful medieval city and it’s only an hour train ride from Venice. If you’re ever in Venice, a day trip to Verona is a must!
I’m really glad we changed our minds about renting a bike to tour the city because walking is so much better! Walking along via Mazzini was such a treat with all the designer stores, little souvenir and trinket shops, the side-street performers, the group of students with painted faces and the gelato stalls!! It was a good day to be in this city!
Casa de Giulietta
What brings half a million tourists per year to this very small city?? Casa de Giulietta! or “Juliet’s House.” Who wouldn’t want to reenact that balcony scene? When the movie “Letters to Juliet” with Amanda Seigfried came out, even more women came to visit!
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love
And I’ll no longer be a Capulet.
Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?
‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy:
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What’s Montague? It is nor hand nor foot,
Nor arm nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O be some other name!
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other word would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
and for thy name, which is no part of thee,
Take all myself.
I feel really bad for this statue of Juliet Capulet. Thousands of people swarm to this tiny square everyday to have a photo of this statue with one hand on her right boob. She’s just standing there, lonely and sad thinking about her Romeo and people just go up to her and touch her boob! Poor woman! The essence of it, I wouldn’t know but I did it anyway! haha I mean you gotta do what you gotta do for the sake of a cliche photo.
I find this cute and gross at the same time. Who ever started this trend of putting an already-eaten chewing gum on the wall to stick their letters? All the walls of the Casa is covered in chewing gum! They no longer allow people to do this (thank God!) and the letters to Juliet aren’t allowed anymore as well. (Probably because of this chewing gum problem)
Like Pont des Arts in Paris, couples could also leave a padlock on the walls of the Casa to express their undying love. — we didn’t leave our padlock anymore. 1 is enough!
But they do have this wall which I bet is also covered with chewing gum everywhere. So instead of people destroying the walls, they placed this white tarpaulin at the entrance of the Casa so people can write on it, which i did! I wrote in a heart “Niko and Lesty. 06.07.13”
We had to leave Verona to make time for a quick stop to Padua before heading back to the apartment in Mogliano Veneto. We made sure to take the slow train this time. We spent 40 minutes in Padua to visit the cathedral of San Antonio de Padua, who happens to be my mother’s Patron Saint. It was such a holistic feeling seeing his tomb and touching it. I couldn’t help but cry. I said my prayers and bought mom her only request; a figurine of St. Anthony but I bought her rosaries and candles from the church as well.
It was a day well spent! A good day trip from Venice!
(June 07, 2013)