Basso Stefania Apartments
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... Just to get in to look around, not even to climb the dome!
Then, we walked back to the bell tower. The line wasn't too bad, so we thought we'd try it. Here was the problem: it was 90 degrees in the blazing sun. And the line wasn't moving, probably because they only let so many people go up at a time. So after about 15 minutes of not moving, I decided that it wasn't worth it. We were only in Florence for a short time, and I wasn't about to waste ...
... his property and then the monorail came buzzing up the hill. The monorail is used to transport produce and groceries and stuff up the hills to peoples properties. Its not the safest looking thing as people are technically not aloud to ride in the back of it, but its for charity so who cares. We jump in and the lawnmower motor starts up and we start our ascent up to Salviore’s property. Our guide from Save Vernazza Irene was there and she drove us up the slope. She was a ...
... best bar in the world just before descending into the town. Perched above Vernazza with views of the beach, tower and town below, dad’s description as the best bar in the world is pretty apt! We sat and had a glass of wine taking it all in. Walking through Vernazza we found the room and separate entry door to the terrace we had stayed in last time (Mike and Franca), and some of the café hangouts we remembered playing many rounds of cards when the weather ...
Where little old aged ladies
Sat in waiting like old toads
And of course we don't forget
The best Gelato you will taste
Basil, fig, Nutella
Not a single lick to waste
Throughout each day we hiked the paths
In unforgiving sun
The swim in sparkling waters
Made our hard work seem like fun
Each town was filled with colour
All homes a different bright
All tightly ...
This is the day I felt the sickest. From about a week in, the buildup of alcohol and a non-nutritional diet was opening its eyes to a cold. But me and my immune defence tablets held true. We fought fiercely. For a good month we put up a galant front. But every dog has its day. The mucus, snot and phlegm overcame me. Earlier this morning I put on a brave face and armed with a pocketfull of ...