growing addictions to street art and espresso (Verona e Bologna)
Asking a friendly faced police man the way to our accommodation in Verona might have been a fatal error. As it is, we have survived. We do have our suspicions however about our little B&B with it’s sit-down-only-bath, why-smile-when-you-can-glare cleaning lady, and tracksuit-bottomed, full-bearded hosts. Read more
