B&B Casa Moretto
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... Duomo. We cheered, looked weird and carried on.
Then the real disaster struck. After our adventure of getting lost we worked up a thirst only ice cream could fix. We both got a cone and were thoroughly enjoying it when i decided it was a good idea to fix my hair. and there went my ice cream. straight out of the cone. i thought it was extremely funny. Ellen, however, was devastated.
Anyway made my way home, with only a minor hiccup-missed my connecting ...
... br> Everywhere you look is beautiful. You literally have to stop and take a breath. When its sunny its just ridiculous, everything lights up.
It's also very cold because I'm surrounded by snowy mountains, which makes a good photo.
I've learnt today that i cannot make coffee using an italian coffee machine. those things are difficult to understand.
Well thats is so far.
... that was used in this restaurant. No one could speak english so in the end we just chose something. It was fine, neither of us can actually remember what we ate and we are still telling the tale so it can't have been too bad. Anyway, John then decides he would like some dessert so more conversation with the waitress who proceeds to present us with a ...
... nuts gave him some and he was chuffed when one took it from his hand. Continuing on our walk we cunningly encourage Liam to run up and down as many steps as possible to wear him out!
Heading into the center of town, Torino has very wide streets and many blocked to traffic so its very pedestrian friendly to walk around. In the center we found the Mole Antonelliana (mole meaning monument). This is a major land mark of Torino built between 1863-89 originally being a synagogue, ...
We had settled for the
more expensive route to Turin via the Mont Blanc Tunnel. How could
we not really? The scenery improved from flat agricultural plains to
hills, tunnels and viaducts. We estimated by the end of the day that
we had probably been underground for a hundred miles in the last
twenty four hours. As the road wound up hill into the Alps, we passed
Geneva and then the ice diamond of Mont Blanc came into view. Our