Margherita recommended we go to Bardolino, only a 35-40 min drive from Verona, and it was so refreshing. Not a ton of people (though we did see a "beach" filled with Germans in speedos laying out) and just the perfect amount of sun and chilly water.
The flea markets sold jewelry, tea cups and other little knick-knacks, as well as axes (SERIOUS axes), HUGE nails that were probably used to put Christ on the cross (bad joke?) and something that Alex told me is called a FLAIL. See below.

That's some crazy medieval shit.
The best part was renting a paddleboat with a little platform in the back and front to lay out on. Alex forced himself multiple times to "dip" in the water (he did swim once, I'll give him that) while I laid out and laughed at him like an ass. And we braved the huge wakes of all the power boats. Oh, and I think someone gave us the finger, and then we watched a group of sleazy Italians approach two young girls in a paddle-boat further away. Who knew you could get accosted on the water too?
39 new photos HERE (starting 7 rows up from the bottom)
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