Salve, ciao!

That’s Verona’s habitants manner to say hello!

The 4 to 5th September we did an Italian weekend. This is the second time we visit this country and I’m getting keen on its language!

When we cross Petit St Bernard’s pathway, we immediately receive Italian frequency in the car. Italian sounds like music in my ears, even if it’s a rugby match commented in the sport radio station! You see, I’m even able to distinguish what they’re talking about! ;)

Petit St Bernard is a magic place. A mountain’s ocean populated by marmots, such funny creatures. But we were much far than that! Aosta, Torino, Milano, Monza, Bergamo, Brescia: after facing the biggest storm of our lives and almost crossing Italy, we arrived in Verona! No hotel booked, first reaction was to find a place to sleep. Not easy once hotels are not as cheap as in France! But we are lucky adventurers! We got something really correct, right in downtown! Good shower and we went out by feet to explore the town at night!

It was pretty amazing to see that everyone is outside till late at night! Children, seniors, adults, teenagers: people are in the streets, in the restaurants, it is vacations’ ambiance. Girls are dressed like Brazilians, people are talking like Brazilians. I felt at home, like in Savassi square, with twice more people!

We were in Italy! For dinner, Régis took lasagna and I took a Hawaii pizza, garnished with pineapple and delicious mascarpone cheese. Red wine and so romanticism in the air!

We walked around to get to know the bars, cafés and ‘ristorantes’. Bars there are so style!

We finished our night with a giant yogurt ice cream, covered with a lot of Chantilly and red fruit cream! The final detail was a giant straw on it, which was about one meter high! I hope you can imagine the scene; it was really funny!

Comme back soon to hear the best part of this trip!