Juliet's house, as well as opera, wine, and the Church - Part 2

Travel in Verona: from bad to ... Best (continued, p.2) The next morning I woke up early to write something and sit on the internet. But you know what happened? Wireless internet access in the hotel was not working, and is unlikely to fix it before the end of our trip. Super! Now I have a good mood. So I decided to take a shower and start the day again, but only in a better mood. Shower was no, that is, pressure is very weak, and the water is barely warm. I went to breakfast with a fake smile on his face. Well, it's coffee and yogrutom hard to do something wrong! Our group gathered for a morning walk. We left the hotel and went through Porton Bra, one of the oldest gates in the city. A few minutes before we opened the Piazza Bra, which is located in the heart of Verona. I could feel my mood is improving with every step. It was the end of the week, and it became clear that this area - the real heart of the city. At any time of day and night are walking, sitting on the grass or in a cafe. Here is the Arena, the main purpose of our trip. This is the third largest amphitheater in the world. Originally it could hold 30,000 people, that is the whole population of Verona. I learned something new for themselves. It turns out that the amphitheater - not the same thing that the theater, so in many cities was built by the Romans and the one and other. The amphitheater was designed for gladiatorial battles, theater - for the representation of another kind. Arena At that moment I realized that my first impression of the trip was a mistake, and that it would be a great trip. I was surrounded by very smart people who have had a fairly deep knowledge of art and music. Michael has generally had a doctorate in art history. He could share their knowledge, not complicating and simplifying information. Within four days, I listened to everything that is said around and continually asking questions. Best of all was that I was the youngest in the group. Some members of our group had kids my age. I spoke with several of them about the changes that occur in my life over the past few months, and listened to everything that they could tell me about it. Without exception, all said that I was doing everything correctly. After that I started to feel much better. Morning was intense. We walked around town and watched the sights. From the arena we went to San Fermo. This church, which consists of two parts, one to another. It belongs to the Franciscans. The lower part is designed for travelers, the top - for worship. The church has several frescoes Pisanello (one of the most prominent artists of the Renaissance, ca. Perevi.), But they are not very well visible, not enough light. But the most curious about the building of the church. You can see how one of his ends and another begins. I think this is fascinating. Next in line was the Piazza Erbe. Verona appeared at the intersection of two major Roman roads: one was from east to west, the other from north to south. (It is curious that the city still sits at the crossroads of two major Italian highways). This area was just the very spot where the roads intersect, so there is a market that has remained there to this day. The area is filled with stalls that sell fruits and vegetables, as well as cheap trinkets to tourists. Here, we have decided to rest a bit, and I wandered along the shops, tasted fresh fruits and watched that where they sell. Most of all I liked the fountain in the center square. He is such a mess of what was left from the time of the Romans. One way or another, but it works. From here we went to the Piazza dei Siniora, which is located nearby. And if the area was market Erbe, then Siniora (nobles) were placed government buildings. This area I liked more than others. She is very small, from all sides it is surrounded by beautiful buildings. In the center of the square stands a monument to Dante, who for a time lived in Verona. Very close by are the gravestones of the family Skalidzheri. When we were there, they were on the restoration, but we managed to see them. Each of the children tried to outdo his father, so the graves were majestic and ornate. Mainly in this group was a man named Kangrande, or large dog. Is not it cool? Yourself to love not forbid. Then we went to another church - St. Anastasia. This is the largest church in Verona, she's just adorable. The huge space is filled with murals and light. I'm just ecstatic. By the time we all fell down from the heat. At lunch, our group split up. I went back to the Piazza Erbe, bought a large bottle of water and a little fruit, then just sat in the shade and watched what was happening. Start material: Read more: