The final leg of our trip ended up in delightful Verona. We didn’t have much time here, only a day and a half, but at the time I was fine with that. Venice was a bit… packed with people and I was getting tired of crowds (okay, a tad cranky actually). Nevertheless, we were able to stroll around the city of love, taking in all the history and food. The weather was gorgeous. I ate all the risotto dishes, drank all the Hugo Spritz’s, and we continued to follow our one rule of the trip: eat gelato at least once a day! We explored piazza’s, searched out impressive architecture and balconies, and even found the whale bone of Arco della Costa. This rib has been mysteriously suspended from an iron chain on the arch since at least the 1700’s (though some estimate back to the 15th century), and no one knows how it got there. A myth surrounds the whalebone’s magic: It’s claimed that it will fall on the first innocent or truthful person to walk under the archway. It didn’t fall on us.
Our roots will forever be from here, America, born and raised. Yet, life requires us to move more frequently than we care to count. Whether living stateside or abroad, you can always find us traveling somewhere. We scout out places that you only think you can dream of one day seeing and we seek out those that aren’t found in guidebooks. We then bring them to life here in our travel memos, so hopefully, one day you too can visit them or at least be able to live vicariously through us. This blog isn’t just about crossing off places from a bucket list. It’s about absorbing and learning how other cultures grow and fit into the same world that we do. Life is short and the world is big. Enjoy and get out there!