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S S Flaminia Km 127 Spoleto, Umbria, 06049, Italy
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Lunch with a Princess? Tom's Take....
"If you keep on believing, the dreams that you wish will come true"
Cinderella
Tom's Take: Ok
I'll admit, when Sandy first
said that we were going to have lunch with a Princess in her castle my initial
reaction was, "Boy, someone sold you a bill of goods. Is Elvis going to be there
too?" I mean really, who does that kind
of stuff? We are Tom and Sandy from Colorado, not Tom and whoever ...
Lunch with a Princess
The morning after we checked into the Palazzo we met Floriana. Born and raised in Soriano, this beautiful young woman led us and our new companions on a walking tour of the village and the castle. She shared the village history in such a real manner that I half expected to see Roman soldiers awaiting us as we crossed the drawbridge into the castle. Another day, Floriana took us to meet her friend, the Princess Giada Ruspoli, and we were ...
The day of the boat, the railway and the bus
... br> The bus met us at the Naples port and off we went to Assisi. This is a four hour drive, so there was snoozing, more snoozing and a little scenery watching. We stopped for lunch at one of those roadside petrol station/restaurants on the way. The staff this time rivaled their fellow employees across the road for rudeness. Obviously, customer service is not a big priority with this restaurant chain. Or perhaps they just don’t like ...
Random thoughts and observations Part 2
... I will struggle to drink a normal hot chocolate when we get back. Anthony says he is becoming a coffee snob. He is drinking short blacks and Americanos (which are usually a double espresso) and loving them. We may both be unbearable when we return. That, of course assumes we weren't before we left. :-)
We have both taken over a thousand photos each. When we come back, be very afraid!
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Myfavorite saint was worth the wait
... Gardens, a few km of land set aside to recreate what it may have looked like ages ago. Maya and I hiked to a church and back, having a marvelous time in the brisk mountain air and coolness.
It was nearing the time to go. We walked around a few more tiny streets, surrounded by old stone houses. I had coffee at a café and continued back to the hotel.
Orginally, I was to take a 10 euro taxi into Assisi and transfer trains in another city. But the ...



