Saturday 7 July 2012 -Ello,
mountains and Lake Come
Day 85 and 74 to go
Today started with a sleep in
8.45am I woke up after being out like a light since getting to bed. We got up
and sorted before going into the house. Ezio had bought brioches that we ate
gladly. They are so delicious.
We attempted to use his
internet to book our ferry from Ancona to Split but his line was not wanting to
play so instead we went for a walk around Ello.
The walk was very peaceful as
we wandered through wooded areas, past streams and small fields of vegetables,
including Ezio’s plot on which he has raspberries that we enjoyed picking and
eating. A little further on and we coluld see Tina’s family home Presacco that
has now been fully renovated by Angelo’s family and is surrounded by a large
garden. Our next stop was a lake that Paul had fished with his Nonno for trout.
It was a lovely spot.
We eventually came out at
Dolzago and had to climb the street back towards home. Urghhhh. It was steep
and long and in the humid sun. My legs were burning and Paul had to keep
encouraging me to keep going. That certainly walked off breakfast,
At about ¾ of the way up the hill we stopped
in to see Angelo and Sylvanna. It was great to see them. Angelo looks well
despite suffering from Rheumatoid arthritis that makes his hands, shoulders and
knees swollen and sore. Sylvanna also looked terrific.
We only spent a short time
with them before we returned home. Fabio had returned from France last night so
we were able to see him. We used his computer to book our ferry ticket to
Croatia next Monday and then we returned down stairs where the whole family and
Roberta and her mum had come for coffee and to say Ciao. We listened to the
banter, not understanding much before Ezio dragged us out so we could go for a
drive into the mountains.
We took Roberta’s mum home
first and then made our way up the slope passing many picturesque towns along
the way. We stopped at one as there are many murals painted on the buildings.
We then continued our climb to a spot where we could see the three branches of
the lake and Bellagio in the middle. It was beautiful but unfortunately it was
quite hazy so the mountains were not clear.
With lots of pictures taken
we then made the decent into the town of Varena where we stopped again. This
time we wandered through the town. It was quite crowded as it was warm and
sunny. We walked the ‘lovers walk’, something we did last time, though this
time all the flowers were out and it was beautiful.
We stopped at a Gelataria for
icecream and sat watching people wander by. We again met the American man from
Bellagio and had another chat. Ezio and Roberta were surprised we knew someone.
We continued to walk a short
distance before we returned to the car and drove along the edge of the lake
back to Lecco. It is a beautiful drive. You can drive around the lake edge in a
day. Paul and I would like to come back and do it on a motorbike next time.
When we reached Lecco we
stopped at a supermarket and bought things we needed for the van and then we
returned home. Roberta went off to see her cousin and we had a brief rest
before heading into the house with Ezio.
While waiting for Fabio we
checked the internet. Casey Stoner has pole for the German MotoGP tomorrow Yay.
I did a quick flick through Facebook and my mail before Fabio arrived and we
went out for dinner.
We were taken to a popular restaurant on the lake and as it was a beautiful night we were able to sit and enjoy the view. The restaurant was very busy and getting our food was slow but it gave us time to chat to Fabio and Ezio. When our pizzas arrived we devoured them as we were all hungry. Once we were done Ezio took us for more icecream.
We were taken to a popular restaurant on the lake and as it was a beautiful night we were able to sit and enjoy the view. The restaurant was very busy and getting our food was slow but it gave us time to chat to Fabio and Ezio. When our pizzas arrived we devoured them as we were all hungry. Once we were done Ezio took us for more icecream.
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