Parma

We had run out of ham and cheese so we decided to go to Parma. Unfortunately, we took the blue road from La Spezia to Parma, which afforded us many hours of scenic driving, especially crossing the Apennines, where, for very, very long stretches, we were the only car on the road. The tunnels and bridges of the autostrada, even the expense, would have been better. We got to Parma and on to its peripherique, which is here called the tangenziale, and to the appointed coordinates of the sosta, only to find, at length, that it had been moved. A sign directed us to exit #10 on the tangenziale, and from there, more signs led us to a nice camper parking area, free, in the Park & Ride, helpfully located right next to the Lidl. With little more difficulty we hopped the bus into town. For the record, the P&R was the west parcheggio.

Scenic driving

Helpful sign; in English too

Thus

Parma opera

Where they are doing the Verdi bicentennial

And The Master's; alas, He does not get
top billing in Italy; nor in Parma, near where
Verdi was born; Toscanini, perhaps the
foremost interpreter of both Verdi and Wagner,
was born in Parma

Verdi chocolates

On one of the big piazzas along the Via di Repubblica

Parma street scene

Beautiful storefront; love the pink Vernona
marble

Now in the Piazza Garibaldi

And the Governor's Palace

Where Galileo discovered (but later recanted)
that each minute has sixty seconds

While Vicki bought the prosciutto and parmesan cheese
at some famous shoppe, I photographed the boutique-quality
Lambrusco, which hails from around here; among serious
winos, Lambrusco is regarded as alcoholic cool-aid; but these
puppies cost as much as 10 or 12 euros a bottle!

Vicki displays the best and best-spooned gelato yet, her
favorite cream and pistachio