As you wander through the sunbaked streets of Verona, it’s as if you’re relishing in the history of the city through the eyes of a star crossed lover, soaking it up through shades of pink and red. Ever since I saw the film Letters to Juliet I’ve been mesmerised by the idea of visiting the beautiful city of Verona. There’s something so romantic about it and enchanting, as if you’re in a fairytale, a million miles away from the twenty first century. This city is what makes you fall in love with the Italian culture, it’s so real, and visual, and is exactly what you expect when you conjure up an image of Italy. This beautiful place has something to see on every corner, whether it’s something as simple as a garden of eden like balcony, or the jaw dropping roman arena, and it makes you feel as if you live there, that you’re a part of it, and not just another tourist simply passing through. The river is a deep azure blue, so clear the city can see itself at all times, doubling its beauty and dominating both land and water. It’s timelessly still, peaceful, and seems so open but not in a way that makes you feel overwhelmed. Verona allows you to get lost in your hopes and dreams, it lets you fall in love, and lets you slip into a fantasy, and it’s something special that everyone needs to experience at some point in their lives.