So my weeks feel like as long as a months. This week for example, my last day in uni was on Tuesday! Every other week is going to be like that because Mosaic Techniques is taught every other week.
This is bringing me down.
I don’t feel the slightest motivation to do work or do anything else. It didn’t help that it was raining for about 3 days.
I think I have always had a pretty strong character. I moved away from home when I was 17. I moved to another country, in different continent and with a language that wasn’t my own. Eight years later, I am still here. I made it and I have grown a deep skin.
But being in Venice and not knowing what is happening with the uni, what could’ve happened with my house situation, what is expected from me in the uni back in Cardiff and in general missing Jack; has affected me. I feel insecure and vulnerable. I have never felt like this. Hate is a strong word but I REALLY DON’T LIKE IT.
Not every day has been like this, I have had moments of “clarity” were I know exactly where I’m going and what I’m doing. They just haven’t been common as they usually are.
So trying to snap out of it. I decided Thursday night that I was going to go for the day. Somewhere close and with a cheapish train there. I looked at Ferrara first. Looks like a nice city and I’ll probably visit it at some point but it wasn’t “the chosen one”. I looked at Siena (somebody on WordPress recommended me to go there to look at the mosaics) but it was too expensive and far out to go for the day. So I went to Verona!
AND HOW I LOVED IT!!
I got there at about 10 am. Got a Randazzo map for 3.50 Euros (which I don’t recommend to anyone). Then I left the Porta Nuova station and walked into the historic centre to look for a cafe to have something to eat, drink and look at the map to find the places I had looked on-line the day before.
I was very lucky.
It was raining in Venice.
The sun was shining in Verona.
All the touristic attractions are pretty close to each other (which is the case in most places). The city is beautiful and cheap (compared to Venice). Even though it was busy, it couldn’t compare to a normal day here.
The first place I went to was Piazza Bra and The Anfiteatro Arena.
I liked the piazza a lot. It smelled so good because there are loads of stalls selling foods and flowers. I had a little wonder around but I knew I wasn’t going to buy anything so I didn’t see the point in looking at each of the stalls.
The inside of the building is awesome (the entrance). It has been kept quite original. Because it was built with stones, it is cold, dark and with the arches it made me think of a scene from a horror film. The steps are really high up, anyone with knee problems should save the money.
The part of the actual arena I didn’t like as much. I read there was an earthquake in 1117 which destroyed much of the out side walls of the arena. It felt like very little has been kept from the original features. There are plastic chairs and the arena has been staged. There is a sound system and stadium lights. All this because the arena has become a very famous place for Opera concerts and other events.
The view from the higher seats is great.
After that, I walked to the Piazza dell’ Erbe and it was beautiful too. Similar to Piazza Bra but the lay out is a bit different. Not as big but there are restaurants and shops around it.
Like Venice, the colours in Verona are just as warm and it makes the city look like a painting.
At the moment I am reading Cradle to Cradle, a book by Will McDonough and Michael Braungart. In the book they mention how dark roofs affect the temperatures of the cities by absorbing heat and keeping it around.
The day was HOT. I would not like to think what it would be like is the colour pallet was different.
I walked down the streets and got to the Mercato Vecchio.
THEY ALL ARE!!!
I bought my ticket for the Torre dei Lamberti and went up. I stopped counting when I got to the 100th step. Way up was easier that the way down, my muscles were shaking for about half hour after. I think the tower is worth a go.
The ticket also included entry to the Galleria d’Arte Moderna Achille Forti. There were loads of paintings in the gallery and some scupltures. The sculptures were beautiful. I had to really control myself not to touch them. Unfortunately I wasn’t allowed to take photos.
This post is a lot longer than expected, so I’m going to wrap it up.
Verona is great. I would love to go back because I missed a lot of things, and I’d recommend anyone to go.
I also had a look at Juliet’s balcony, Ponte Pietra and also went to the African Museum.
Before leaving, I sat in a cafe facing the Teatro Romano and had something to eat.