Verena’s unforgettable trip to Rome: Part 1

After only three days I had reached my first major destination – Verona. When I finally cycled over the Ponte Scaligero on my bike and looked at Verona’s Castle Castelvecchio, I suddenly had a wonderful moment. Do you know that feeling when you are proud of yourself and you have achieved something and are getting a little closer to your goal? That’s exactly how I felt when I drank a wonderfully fragrant espresso in a small bar next to the famous arena and watched the unusually calm tourist-free atmosphere. In South Tyrol I still met a few visitors and tourists, here in Verona, which is otherwise so well visited, I found a city that had not been alone for a long, long time.

There were no streams of tourists and no crowds – everyone behaved extremely disciplined, you couldn’t see a nose peeping out from under the masks and the minimum distance was kept very generously. I did not feel, and would like to emphasise this, in any way unsafe during any part of this journey. No matter where you want, whether in a hotel, restaurant or in public places, the Italians had a sophisticated system of security measures that everyone, large or small, strictly observed. I felt good and came to rest for the first time after the stressful weeks and months. I enjoyed the time with myself, the Italian atmosphere and this incomparable cuisine.