Italy 7: Verona.1. Mantova

Verona: just an hour and ten minutes from Venice by train, this is the second largest city in Veneto after Venice. A couple of blocks from our hotel is a Roman arena, simply called... the Arena. Known to opera fans for its summer opera series, it hosts concerts off-season. (Looks like in a couple of days it will be Andrea Bocelli, who I don't consider a real opera singer.) The building seen in the background (right) is the City Hall, Austrian-built with a yellow facade.

The Arena, Verona: ah, these pink marble seats. They are preparing for an upcoming Bocelli concert.

Verona: Piazza delle Erbe seen from inside a gelateria. The winged lion of St. Mark on top of the column is a mark of Venetian influence.

Piazza Erbe, Verona: a Roman-era fountain attracts the attention of a child.

Casa di Giulietta: that would be Juliet's House... as in Romeo and Juliet. Band-Aids and gum seem to be popular media to post love messages with at the entrance.

Juliet's Balcony and statue: this is what people do here. Men and women. (The name of the main square here, Piazza Bra, is purely coincidental!) None of this is real but that has not deterred throngs of curious tourists and lovers on a pilgrimage from admiring the cute balcony.

Verona: a Renaissance staircase at Palazzo della Ragione

Verona: 14th century Gothic tombs of the Scaligeri: Verona's dominant family in history would have their lofty ego hurt if they found out a crane is now higher than their unusual graves.

Verona: the pleasant interior of Church of Sant'Anastasia

Verona: Castello San Pietro is seen across Po River. We are walking up there after crossing Ponte Pietra (in the distance on left).

Verona: sunset from Castello San Pietro

Verona: the sun going down with Duomo Campanile in the foreground

Verona: an evening scene from Castello San Pietro (towers are Church of Sant'Anastasia and Piazza Erbe, right to left)

Verona after sunset: Ponte Pietra over Po River in view

The dinner reservation is at a restaurant conveniently located at the foot of the hill we just climbed to see the sunset. This turns out to be a most unusual dining experience though, and that's putting it mildly.

Walking in, we are greeted, not by a warm welcome (although we seem to be the only diners), but by the funky decor featuring all manners of stuff packed into every available inch of space with no pattern. Spooky. The chairs are very uncomfortable. The daughter's wine glass contains large bits of cork. The red wine I am drinking is about the worst ever. Some dishes are fine but others are extremely salty. The owner does not seem to care about any of this. Why oh why did the French tire company decide to award a star to this strange place??

Osteria la Fontanina, Verona: pretty close to a dinner from hell. This dish, "green ravioli," (the colors are from parsley and basil) is actually half decent, but one piece contains an olive pit! Other offenses are listed above. The decor is like in a New Orleans voodoo house.

Verona: Arena at night

Mantua (Mantova): a day trip to this city lying less than an hour south of Verona. Mantova is all about the Gongaza family which ruled the city from 14th to 18th century. We are visiting Ducale Palace (right).

Mantova: before the main museum at Ducale Palace, we head to a separate part of the complex which houses Camera degli Sposi (Bridal Chamber) which opened again last year after an earthquake damage in 2012.

Bridal Chamber, Ducale Palace, Mantova: this room is known for its frescoes by Andreas Mantegna, an early Renaissance master who worked extensively for the Gonzaga family.

Bridal Chamber, Ducale Palace: the Mantegna creation here is known for technical innovations, especially the trompe-l'oeil method applied to the ceiling called di sotto in su

Ducale Palace: now at the main museum, we start with apartments of Isabella d'Este, an important woman of Renaissance. She is also a candidate for the subject in Mona Lisa, although the portrait (a copy of Titian's work) on right does not bear too much resemblance to the famous Da Vinci painting.

Ducale Palace: look, the initials of Isabella, reputed to be erudite and politically astute, are the same as mine! 

Ducale Palace: Pisanello's partially preserved and newly re-discovered frescoes with a model of the original in front

Ducale Palace: a remarkable painting by Peter Paul Rubens, Gonzaga Family worshipping the Holy Trinity, has an intriguing history. The painting was cut up by the Napoleon army and then sold, and recently some of the pieces have been recovered and re-united here.

Ducale Palace, Mantova: Corridor of the Moors

Mantova: a Rigoletto statue (La donna e mobile!!). Although he is a fictional figure, the Verdi opera is based on Mantova and the city decided to market one of the old buildings near Ducale Palace, which the court staff would have frequented, as Casa di Rigoletto. The house is now a Tourist Information Center. 
Monteverdi's important opera, L'Orfeo, was composed in Mantova for the Gonzagas.

Church of Sant'Anastasia, Mantova: this octagon supposedly contains the holy blood of Jesus, brought up from the crypt and paraded once a year on Good Friday.

Mantova: before taking a train back to Verona, a slight detour to this popular gelataria, Papa Reale. I have developed a liking to stracciatella which has chocolate bits. Repeated lines of stressed/desserts share the board, although they are obviously not the first one to discover the palindrome.

Ristorante Torcolo: back in Verona, it's time for a simple dinner, so we take a few steps across the little street from our hotel and walk into this typical Italian trattoria. It is early and the staff, mostly family members, are still finishing their own dinner (left) while greeting us with cheerful "Buona Serra." The friendly patriarch, a John Goodman look-alike, is the last to get up, put on his apron and start serving tables.

Torcolo: compared to last night's disaster dinner at La Fontanina, this is a straightforward satisfying (i.e., normal!) meal for half the price. Many items are under 12 euros and of acceptable quality. This tortelli di zucca, bathed in a thick sweet pumpkin sauce, although not as fancy as tortellini di zucca I had at Dal Pescatore last year, is eminently acceptable. The same combo appetizer of poached eggs, creamy cheese and black truffle that I had last night's weird dinner, is at least as good here and lower priced. Finally a decent meal in Verona.