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... opulence now). Food fantastic as they prepared a late lunch on our arrival Saturday.
Sunday saw us leave Trento following city exploration and head west to Valle Felicita/Monte Grappa - again - as base for Venice. Passing Lago Calazzona which was picturesque we travelled through myriad of tunnels again to arrive in our favourite little town for another 2 nights stay with Sebastiano and ...
... a nice drive and we found free parking which is always a bonus. Walked into the lovely old town, see pictures, then we heard trumpets start, so we headed to the Piazza and drums beat, trumpets sounded from the band and all the men in coloured outfits and flags arrived, we were treated to half an hour of a fantastic spectacle. Went to a ritzy restaurant for lunch, Jenny now has a new recipe for risotto, it was yum so was my steak and potatoes. ...
Today we went to Villa Di Catullo, which is an ancient castle left in ruins after many years. Apparently you are not allowed to stand any of the rocks, we found out when the boys were posing on a rock for a photo and we suddenly heard a woman madly blowing her whistle from 100m away yelling at them to get down! We had a coffee and ice-cream (kids have had more ice cream in Italy than they have had all year!) and then a look through the shops on the ...
... When it turned up, it was a nearly new catamaran
almost as quick as the fast cat from the day before. Arriving back
in Sirmione, the weather soon began to brighten up and it turned into
a lovely day again. We took our time looking in the shops and
stopping for a couple of beers in a tiny bar. Jayne bought me a
magnificent Fossil watch in one of the shops. We walked from one end
of the town and back again, taking in ...
arrived to take us across to the western shore and Limone, supposedly
named after lemons – thought to be the first place in Europe that
they were introduced. Everywhere was covered with lemons, either
growing or in shop windows. Real, fake, lemon derived, lemon
obsessed. Lovely never the less.
Our next ferry was a
paddle steamer affair, running on diesel rather than coal now. It
was packed with passengers so we stood outside to ...