I spent 24 hours in Verona this past Friday with Grace and a friend and her mother.  Grace and E went to a concert in the evening which was the principle reason we were there.  It felt sort of full circle.  In her freshman year, Grace went to her first concert at the arena in Verona.  She has gone to a dozen or more since then.  And here we were back in Verona for her last concert of her high school years.  Sniff, hiccup.

While the girls were swooning over a boy band, my friend and I walked and walked and walked.  It really is a beautiful little city.  The riverfront reminds me of Florence and the Architecture is Venetian.   It has lovely hills and a miniature Colosseum, (the Arena-concert venue), plunked down in the old center.  Here's a peek.    xxoo me

dinner!

the girls before they escaped