Atahotel Concord Turin

... tyre rubbing against the wing evertime we turned right.<br>What a view as we came in to Switzerland towards Martingz, the town was bathed in sunshine as we emerged from the cloud amongst the seemingly endless Apricot sellers.<br>It was then that we heard the the WAG'S had arrived in Turin.<br>Rich was beginning to regret not stretching out after his chariots of fire attempt the previous evening, leghs beginning to seize up from sitting in the back of the pooper, decided ...

... little accident in Annecy during lunch, we enjoyed a thunder storm and the european fashion taste of white trousers!<br>A quick check of the Map and we were ready to go.<br>Rich back back at the helm, after managing to ease Kev out of the driving seat, Departing Annecy heading for Chamonix, dissapointed we didnt see the promised beaver, fighting our way through the local traffic - it was total gridlock (said with a Jamaican ...

... TOAST DIPPED IN MARMILADE. OMG, make as much fun as you want saying I was baked off my ass, NO. This breakfast and the french toast made me a new man. It was as if the recovery Gods of travel, blessed my life with the perfect combination of sleep, atmosphere and ungodly sustinence. <br> <br> The Germans and groups of other hostel stayers, slowly popped out from their respective rooms and we all ate in quiet contentment knowing this had to be a good day and know ...

... the roof came off the car, the two guys had just returned from a 8 month trip in Australia. After a brief discussion they told me to get in. There was an instant connection between us, young guys, had travelled to the other side of the world, we shared many similarities. They offered me to stay in their house for the night which I accepted with much appreciation. We drove about another hour until we arrived to the house. A great day.<br><br>The ...

... br>-re spectful people who appreciated my attempts at Italian, and returned conversation in decent English<br><br>-cafes everywhere<br><br>-mucho gelato<br><br>-"the old with the new" attitude. 2,000 year old buildings next to modern arhictecture.<br><br>DISLIKES<br><br>-t hey drive like maniacs, and I nearly had off-the-wall heart palpitations every time I crossed a street. I think I&#8217;m going to develop ulcers.<br><br>-they seem to think food is ...

... With less American and tourist influence, we are able to observe the daily lives of these northern Italians with little outside adulteration.<br><br>Anyway, the Gulino family seems to be the typical Italian clan-they are direct, very friendly, and stuffed us with excellent food and wine. As soon as we arrived they had our meals set up for us, and Maria scooped heaping portions of some type of delicious pasta. We practically inhaled it because it was so good and also because ...

... and we totally ate the whole thing. oh it was so cool...all the mountain peaks were so pretty. we came back right before it started storming again though, which was good. Tonight we will have dinner with our hosts and friends, and then we will train to Paris tomorrow. I can?t believe we are going to see Paris!!! I?m pretty excited about that. The house we will stay at is a little ways out of the city, but that will be nice anyway...and ...

... I went to two bars at night. I met Ricca's friends who were a bunch of college students. They tried to talk to me in English. They were singing and I recorded that. I had fun. We went to the Red Lion but it was boring. The place was quite characteristic. At 12ish we returned home. Ricca was a little sick. We went straight to bed. <br>

... br><br> <br> We strolled and took some pictures with the palazzos. Those are good <br>photos of the three of us :) Then we went to a bar with many Asian <br>decorations. Lorenzo ordered some sweet white wine for us. It tasted <br>okay but it was extraordinarily expensive. Each little glass was 6 euros. <br>I paid for Lorenzo's since I promised at first. I ...

... this whilst our ladies went shopping. As nice as Aosta was, there was only so much to see and do there so after about 1 hour, we made our way to a nice little Tratoria for lunch. Andreas and I, ever determined to make the most out of this trip, asked Mauro and Marisa to select a meal that was of the local cuisine. Obviously sensing our hunger (after all, how much can a bowl of Corn Flakes do for two growing boys???), they kindly selected a ...