Like the great Adige river, Verona, that great city of sonnets, Shakespeare’s muse, rushes and runs with a passion that time cannot dampen. The Piazza bar, that grand amphitheatre, of which only a fragment of its 44 tiers remains, must be the first stop. The sophistication of the Aston Martin DB9, with its plush leather seats, are reminiscent of the 25,000 marble seats that once stood here, the pinnacle of the ancient world.
As you continue through St Zeno, in your Aston Martin Rapide S, the perfect symphony of power and luxury, pause, to ponder. Verona, the city that Julius Caesar rode in his chariot, mud clinging to its’ wheels, the cold stinging his face, tousling his rugged locks. Ponder where man has come, as you sit, cushioned and protected in the bosom of the luxurious Aston Martin Rapide S, with its world class dynamics and innovative design. A fitting tribute to the gods of luxury who will forever live in Verona, the city blessed with their finest handiwork.
There are places to visit, and there are places that it is a privilege to visit. There are cars to drive and there are cars to experience. Hire an Aston Martin in Verona, and do justice to privilege.