I just do not understand how one town in Italy seems to be cuter than the next. It also seems that the older and more worn a building gets in Italy, the more beautiful it is.
Not that I found that to be the case in Trento. On the way back from Lake Garda with the parents, we just decided to make a quick stop for a bite to eat in a random town and so we discovered Trento.
It had beautiful painted buildings, enough romantic streets to wander, and a beautiful castle.
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