Juliet's house, as well as opera, wine, and the Church - Part 4

Travel in Verona: from bad to ... Best (continued, part 4) I went back into town and went to look at the same balcony (referring to Juliet's balcony, approx. Perevi.). There was crowded, and I went to the Piazza Erbe, to drink beer and watch the passers-by. An hour later I returned to the balcony, there was still a lot of people. Then I decided to go to the Piazza dei Siniora and see what happens there. I somehow managed to get lost, and I walked in circles, trying to orient yourself. Suddenly I heard a voice: "I am with you yesterday sitting next to the opera!" I turned around and saw that man, who sat yesterday at the opera on my left. We talked to him and his wife about the city, the heat (as in English - to discuss the weather!). We were delighted with "Carmen" and they told me that this was the first opera they've ever seen. A good start. Soon, I suddenly longed to the toilet. I went into the cafe, but the bartender said to me rather poignantly: "We have no toilets." But as soon as I promise him that I sit down at a table and buy something to drink, like a toilet miraculously appeared. GRR-r! After all, I just wanted to leave, but eventually I decided that it would not be very good for my karma. So I, as promised, I ordered the cheapest, which was on the menu. A cup of espresso (a drink made from coffee, they comforted by passing hot steam through the filter with ground coffee, approx. Perevi.) Cost me one Euro. Leaving the cafe, I decided that one euro - quite an acceptable price for the toilet. In the end, I went to the area. Crowds of people were photographed with a monument to Dante. I thought that this possibility should not be overlooked, so I sat in the cafe "Dante" (where else?) And plunged into the flavor Campari (vermouth on the citrus and aromatic herbs, approx. Ed.) And soda. And again, I had a desire to stay here forever, but I knew that time is running out, and if I still want to look at the balcony, it's time to go there. Notes from lovers, some addressed to Juliet, I went back to the house of Juliet. Do not forget that senorina Capulet was still a fictional character. Of course, the fact that her home is the most visited place in Verona, only talks about how great the play turned out. When you come into the yard, immediately catch the eye of graffiti on the walls. They were left by those who hoped that the love they have more luck than the poor girl. There is also a bronze statue of Juliet. Tourists on the luck rubbed her right breast. Of course, I also rubbed! Monument Juliet Museum is located next to the ludicrous house, you need to enter into it to get on the same balcony. I stood on the balcony, and felt that I was severely lacking in my father. Though I sang the role of Juliet, Romeo, I was not, so I had to mutter, "Romeo! Why are you Romeo? "Himself. It turned out not quite as it should, but I imagined that my father was standing down, saying the "Minutes of parting performed so sweet agony," these words many years, he wished me good night. I was very agitated (even now when I write these lines, I feel much excitement!), So I decided it would be better to hide in a museum until I calm down. Start material: Completion of material: