Ok folks, here’s Part II:
And the adventure continues….we got up early and walked a few blocks to the nearest McDonald’s. Was interesting for me, as we had to order through a kiosk and then pick up our order and drinks on the other side there. Just after we got there, I guess the student tour entered and it was filled with “kids!” Older teenagers I guess, maybe college-aged… we had a nice breakfast and had some time to stop for some souvenirs of Verona after, at a little store. Bought a few postcards, magnets, and a mug for my neighbor who was taking care of my cat. We managed to find our way back and decided we needed to pack up and get to the train station. It was a sunny/cloudy day, so far. We had wanted the owner to call us a cab, but for some reason, I still do not understand, he said he couldn’t. I was afraid my limited Italian would be fruitless, so they said to just wait down by the taxi stand. Ok, I was ready first, so I went down to make sure I could get a taxi and wait for the girls.
(I realized through this whole ordeal, I did not take any pictures!!)
Remember this was a Wednesday morning, about 9a or so. Lots of traffic around and lots of taxis. The taxi stand was just the other side of the Arena di Verona. There were several people standing there waiting for a taxi. The girls finally made it, the others were starting to give up, as no taxis were in sight! Everyone left except for us and it was getting late. There was this one poor guy from the middle east who had lost his passport and he needed to get to an embassy or something, we felt bad for him. We waited a bit longer and then we finally gave up. It was getting late and we were going to miss our train, if we stayed much longer. I got out my trusty Google Maps again. It seemed the train station was not too far away, so we decided to walk. We did not have much choice. Unfortunately, we did get turned around a few times and everyone we passed, we asked about a taxi and the few people I saw, kept saying the closest taxi was the train station, which is where we were headed! As we walked, and walked, we realized we were definitely going to miss our train. I contacted Daniela in a crisis mode, but she said she could not come and get us. So, we kept trudging along. I felt bad for Lorna, as she was hanging behind both Rose and I. Every so often, we had to stop and wait for her to catch up. After some more twists and turns, we finally made it to the train station – I swear we were walking for over an hour or more. We were so exhausted by the time we got there! We had definitely missed the train. The only positive thing was that the train to Desenzano was like a commuter train and it left every half hour or so. I had contacted Daniela and was concerned our pick-up time had changed, thinking we were going to be on a later train now. Ok, THIS is bizarre…. As much as I had most everything planned down to the last detail, I somehow had sent Daniela the “wrong” time to pick us up from the train – or so I thought!! Ironically, I had sent her the “right” information, so she had already planned to come and pick us up at the “later” time of our arrival! So, all in all, it worked out well. Was it fate we missed the first train??
I was still not feeling all that well and was still taking it quite easy. I was walking slow and Lorna, even slower. It was a pleasure to finally meet Daniela and she helped us with the bags, etc. and she took us to our hotel. Desenzano is a beautiful city.
Our hotel was very nice, although the room was not all that big. The bathroom was almost as big as our room! Daniela took Rose and I up to the roof view – very spectacular, although there was a slight haze over the lake.
Much to our surprise, Daniela’s English was very good! She kept telling us she really did not speak English very well. Let me tell you, her English was WAY better than our Italian!! We got by pretty well and I threw in a bit of Spanish, which she also understood. 
Our nap lasted til quite late and we really never ate any dinner and just snacked on the chips, etc. we had brought back to the room. Later that night, I was feeling really, really, bad. So bad so, that I was looking to see how I could leave early and go back home. Unfortunately, there was no logistical way I could get back to any city to catch a plane and head back home early, so I just took it easy. I almost went to an urgent care there!
We had called the taxi and it was there to take us to the train station. Very small little train station area. We got a snack for 
It was after 1p or so by the time we got back to Verona and we had a few hours to kill. The Verona station is nice, so we ate at the little café and I bought some chocolate bars and had a glass of wine. It was finally time for our train to arrive. 
It was late afternoon by the time we got back to Rome and our last hotel. We had been so exhausted after the last walking tour, we had cancelled the last tour I had planned for Friday. This last hotel was a bit strange, as it was encased in this grotto of sorts. You had to go through this big gate with this security code and they hadn’t given it to us. Luckily, someone was coming out and we got in. They were a bit wary of us as we didn’t know the code, but I guess we looked harmless. Lol! After a bit of confusion, this lady finally came down and took us up to the hotel, which we later found out, really only had like 4 or 5 rooms. They had expanded and taken over this other area, also another hotel. When we finally reached our room, it was really small. It had a queen size bed and a twin size rollaway. So nice Rose didn’t mind the twin bed! We did kind of have a balcony, but it was dark inside the covered grotto area. Not the best design. We left the heavy drapes closed for most of the time we were there. Again, a really nice bathroom. Tiny fridge and coffee maker.
The room was kind decorated in an art deco style with mirrors and gold, and a diamond-like mirrored light fixture.
After a short rest, we went down for dinner at the little restaurant recommended and down the street from the hotel. We ate outside. 
I think we turned out the lights shortly after that!
Next morning, breakfast was at 7a and we were up shortly after that to get ready, as it was only served until 9a, which I thought was not very long… for once, we got to enjoy breakfast and not have to run for a train! Lol! Breakfast consisted of a grouping of sunny side up eggs, lots of breads/sweets, rolls, of course cappuccino, various juices, some fresh fruit, etc. It was pretty tasty. We got there on the late side, but others were coming in after us!
It was a beautiful day, so we decided to explore the city! I was so glad I had cancelled that other tour. You always want to pack in as much as you can, so you can see everything… but this was really the only day we had of “had to ourselves” to explore what we wanted, without any other obligations – trains or tours!
So, we asked for some directions and they said we could go either right or left out from the hotel. We chose left and started our walk up the street. There were lots of people out, it was a lovely, sunny, Friday morning! Shortly after our journey started, it seemed to slow down and this HUGE crowd of protesters gathered and were blocking the streets! I guess you could say it was peaceful. It mostly consisted of young people, college-aged, likely, holding signs about pollution and being a part of the solution, not the problem, etc. We had planned on walking to St. Peter’s square, but apparently, that was where the crowd was going. There were also polizia cars, trying to move the crowd along. You could barely cross the street! We finally gave up and did cross the street, as there were shops over there. OK, we hit a few souvenir shops on our way back and I did a lot of “damage” at this one Murano glass store. Nice older lady – found out (later when we went back) she was actually Jewish! Bought 3 little Murano glass clocks, some necklaces, and little pendants. Then as we made our way back to the hotel, I picked up a scarf, a few t-shirts, a purse, and I think that was it! Did buy a few Murano glass pendants at the first shop. 😊
We got back, exhausted, but happy. Rose was in such better shape than Lorna and I. We had to keep yelling for her to wait for us! 😉 I’m sure we must have eaten something when we got back, but I can’t remember now. (ok, it HAS been over a year! Lol!) I do know we just rested and took a little nap. I’m sure we had a snack of something. We may have raided the little goodies in the room. Lol! After our rest, I kept thinking and thinking about that Murano glass shop. Lorna was still tired, so Rose and I ventured out again. When I went back, I bought those other items mentioned and bought myself a large necklace of Murano beads in amber/black. Gorgeous of course, as well as pricey! But, I figured, I may never come back here and what is a few more dollars spent!? We got back and Lorna was still resting. I think we decided to have an earlyish dinner and ate at a different restaurant down the street. Inside, this time.
An early departure again, for us. Again, I think we missed breakfast again, since our flight left about 11a and we had to get to the airport. Luckily for us, this hotel called us a nice taxi, was more like limo ride, in a older model Mercedes or Lincoln. Nice, sane driver, even in a suit. We had no idea, we were so close to the coliseum! 
Since Lorna was not feeling well and walking a bit slow, and I was not my best, we requested wheelchairs for when we got back to Detroit. They asked if we wanted them for Rome, as well, but we said no. After our at least mile plus walk to get to the terminal, I wish we HAD asked for wheelchairs.
We finally had a chance to get a bite to eat at a little café area near the gate. I got a sandwich and a chocolate filled croissant for later, and a bottle of water.
It wasn’t long before we could board the plane. Rose was not feeling well and wanted to upgrade to first class. Luckily, I think there were only 2 seats or so left and she was able to get one of them. So we kind of said goodbye and we boarded the plane.
Ah, finally on our way…. As luck would have it, there was a delay! Like, an hour delay! Oh man, I was so miserable. I was having another attack. Fortunately, at least the movies were working, so I chose some dumb movie, I don’t even remember what it was. I was so miserable until we were finally airborne and I was able to get my prosecco! It’s the oddest thing, they say that carbonated beverages are a trigger for the acid reflux, but the prosecco calms mine down! So, nearly 2 hours of feeling miserable, I finally got some relief! We were finally on our way. Lorna and I were sitting next to each other and Rose was in first class. Lorna put on a movie and then dozed off. I did the same, on and off. It was an extra long flight, with the hour delay on the ground, but I think the pilot made up some time, as I don’t think we were that late coming in. I think Delta buffers in a lot of extra time, for delays, etc.
Our good friend Chris, picked us up from the airport and dropped us safely to home. As always, there’s no place like home and I was so glad to get there and see my kitty!
All-in-all, we did have a good time and I hope Lorna and Rose Marie, agree! I just hope, the next time, if there is one, I am a lot healthier! No surgeries, 6 weeks prior, no acid reflux – trying to control with diet, was on Prilosec for like nearly 6 months, until I was reading and you really are not supposed to be on it for more than 2 weeks!? And no more blood clots (this past January, so now on coumadin for likely life..). Seriously, I’m so tired of being sick and doctors and hospitals! I know I’m not the only one with health issues, but these past few years have been so rough, with my job depression, then the hysterectomy, the acid reflux, the blood clots (found another one in October on TOP of the other one that will never go away), and chronic, intermittent leg aches and pains from the blood clots. I would just like to be able to go and enjoy myself and be healthy at the same time. If I go again, I’d of course like to see Sicily, perhaps. I’d also like to spend more time around the Lake Garda area. It was so beautiful and the little town we stayed in was so quaint. Of course Brescia is beautiful and I know Daniela was disappointed she could not show us around her city. I love meeting my new Italian friends, Daniela, Dani, and Veronica. Sadly, I missed seeing Veronica this time. Would love to visit the Adriatic coast again, as well. I know there are so many beautiful places to see in Italy and you can only do so much in a week or so. Hopefully, the world will be a better and healthier place in the next few years!!
Thank you, Daniela, for being so gracious and understanding to Lorna and I. We wished our health had been better and we could have done more while in Desenzano! But it was lovely to just walk along the lake and sit in the sunshine!
Until, next time??? Ciao a tutti!! 🙂
Jana