Cool scenery on the way to Verona, Italy (another 5 hours driving) after staying overnight @ B&B Motel along A9 Autobahn, somewhere before reaching Munich, towards Innsbruck. The building is a church and most of them have minarets like this one in this part of the world.
Also tepi highway in Austria on a hill overlooking the town of Innsbruck.
Romeo...Romeo..wherefore art thou Romeo...? This is Juliet's house siap with the balcony where she tragically called out to Romeo. Nobody knows whether the lovers really existed or not but VERONA holds the claim to having the houses of the greatest lovers in history. The bronze statue in front in the courtyard is supposedly that of Juliet. The most in-thing to do when visiting the statue is to rub its right breast, konon nyer will bring good luck. Sebab tu la the right side of the bronze Juliet nampak macam bersinar-sinar dari yang sebelah lagi! And kecik sikit kut sebab dah haus...selalu sangat kena rub-a-dub-dub.....
Hundreds of notes proclaiming love, stuck by visitors on the wall near the entrance to Juliet's house. Yang sedang hangat bercinta, semua proclaim cinta sejati Romeo & Juliet. Lekat la satu note "I Lap U" kat situ.
Malaysian girl with slippers sunbathing at the semi-circular open-air Roman theater in VERONA. She got weird stares from the Mat Sallehs coz she was the only one walking around in slippers. Orang lain ada yang berboots lagi. Although very sunny the temperature was not that high at that time. But for her...she's always berkirap panas. This theater was built in the 1st century and after the fall of the Roman Empire, it remained buried for many centuries, covered by buildings that were built on it. Serious recovery began in 1834 when a rich veronese, Andrea Monga bought all the houses there and conducted excavation and demolition work. In 1904, the City of Verona bought the property and brought the theater back to life. It has since been used for summer festivals and concerts.
On the Roman bridge across the River Adige opposite the Roman theater.
Venice is built on an archipelago of 177 islands formed by 177 canals in a shallow lagoon.
Piazza San Marco, Venice. We opted for a walking tour on our own rather than taking the water taxis as it enabled us to get sesat here and there while simultaneously discovering the area on a more personal basis. Bukan nyer jauh pun to get from one end to the other. Very old buildings, small walkways, bridges across canals, quaint shops including those yang tourist traps yang mencekik darah selling souvenirs from keychains, masks right up to Murano glass and hand made lace (konon hand made by the locals but heard that many were conned into buying mass produced versions from China), cobbled streets, sounds of water lapping up the walls, deep green lumut kat dinding, gondolas passing by along the smaller canals.....haihhhhh...so enchanting... rasa tamau balik worrr.... 
An Arab brother solat right there tepi canal and depan museum (Gereja), tak yah lapik pun. No excuses for not praying, di mana ajer anda berada, boleh belaka, tepuk dada, tanya Iman...
Dapat jugak naik gondola after much haggling. Mula2x dia letak €120, we say €50...dia kata kalau nak €50 kayuh sendiri daaa....last2x agreed at €70 for the 5 of us. Ok lahhhhh....
This halal pizzeria is where Mama panicked when Angah went missing. Tengah sedap makan pizza and doner kebab he rushed out kata nak pergi toilet. Belum sempat pesan apa-apa, dah hilang. Minah Italian tu dah siap masak 2 gigantic pizzas yang dia tengah sodok dalam gambar ni. Tunggu punya tunggu tak jugak muncul, sampai almost 45 minit. Mama dah rasa seram sejuk, phasing up and down the alley, heart felt as if it dropped down the pit of her stomach. Abah seperti biasa cool jer...tak macho ler panic2x ni. Thousand and one permutations going in Mama's head...maybe he took a wrong turn and got lost in the maze of alleys....kena kidnap dik Mafia (ada Mafia ke kat Venice?...selalu dalam TV kat US tu ada la...) and dibawak depa lari naik water taxi. Seriously, memang senang nak hilang kat situ coz the alleys all look the same and the bridges across the many small canals will lead you to a totally different direction. Satu hal lagi macam mana nak cakap kat polis...we know only a smattering of Italian...prego, uno, due..and Italians ni sangat susah nak cari yang boleh berbahasa Inggeris. Kalau pun dah cakap kat polis, bukan nyer polis boleh pakai hailer and call out..."Alif Roziaedy...please come to the counter, your Mama dah pengsan with worry". He could be on one of the many islets. So...not knowing what to do, Mama with air mata bergenang sat on one of the bridges and doa kat Allah SWT supaya pelihara anak Mama tu. Tak lama lepas tu, selamba jer dia jalan towards us. Biasa la kebanyakan orang Melayu, tadi anak hilang menangih, dah jumpa kena marah ler, nasib baik tak sekeh kepala tu. Dia boleh cakap..."aper Mama risau, chill la. Angah tau jalan la....lagi pun rupa Angah kan ke macam Italian" . Hishhhh....suruh pegang bucu baju Mama bila jalan nanti baru tau yer....
LEANING TOWER OF PISA
Bad weather when we were in Pisa....drove 3 hours from Venice just for Abah to tahan tower ni with his hands dari torgolek....we were in awe masa mula2x sampai, like watching a life-sized postcard of the leaning tower. Most people took shots with hands up in the air konon2x menahan tower ni. In this pic Abah panjat atas batu just so that he "tahan" the middle part.
Ada rupa Italian boy ke?
BERNINA EXPRESS : TIRINO, ITALY -ST MORITZ, SWISS
