I spent a lot of time last night with my iPad reading news of the Queen's death. This morning I told Keith and he told Alexa. We talked of little else over breakfast.
I took Alexa out to do some shopping for souvenirs for her
carers.And then she and I went to,have a drink at Piazza Bra supposedly while,she finished her postcards. It is busy this morning, and just in the cafe behind us a tv crew follow some very well dressed people upstairs. They re-emerge for a break later on.
Men in sharp suits! Many of them are smoking or vaping! We still don't know who they were.....politicians? There are elections coming up in Italy soon.Or pop Stars? There is another awards ceremony tonight and there are tv cameras all over, as well as
policemen and security guards.
While we are drinking our lemon, the sky darkens very suddenly and there is a mad tropical downpour. We are lucky to be under the tarpaulin shades, and the square clears very fast. Many of them
come under the awnings and stand around. Meanwhile the waiters carry on as if nothing has happened! Keith joins us and we decide to stay for some lunch. Alexa and I share a pizza.
I walk Alexa back to the hotel, where she says a fond
farewell to Judith, the receptionist, who has greeted them so warmly when we arrived. They are fond of my friends here at the hotel. Alexa says she doesn't think they'll come abroad again. She is too weak she says. She has done so well, but it's not easy for
her or for Keith.
I head out and buy myself a ticket to go up the Lamberti tower. It is the tallest in Verona. There is a lift up some of the way and sadly the top floor isn't open at present, but the views from where the bells are, are wonderful.
Afterwards, I do a bit of shopping myself, buy a mango ice cream and sit on a bench under the trees in the Piazza and do a crossword. The rain clouds went away before the end of lunch and it is another beautiful afternoon. I'll be sad to see the end of
the sunshine!