Hotel Ristorante La Muraglia
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... on their first night.
Damien, Belinda and Dave Morris-Munns (the adopted son) fly in from Barcelona. No airport pick up, but a 5 litre beer flagon is personally delivered to Arena Dreams apartment by Ernesto himself (the personal touch is what keeps ET in front of the pack).
Joely and Eds fly through a storm (unarranged) at Venice Airport ...
... cheesy Venetian masks, outdated and inefficient 'water buses' and water that smells like a sewer. St Marco square is also, overcrowded with tourists with shops you can't even browse through due to crazy crowds. It also contains an ugly cathedral that we got stooged out of cash to enter the 'museum' aspect of the monstrosity. I was led to believe that the church was open to everybody, for the people, but we had to pay to look at religious ...
... and walked into the main part of the town. We found a restaurant along the water and had simple pizza and pasta for lunch. Then we walked to our favourite gelati shop at the other end of town and had our fix of icecream. Geoff and I tried a new flavour, Sale de Cervia, basically like a salted chocolate caramel.....seriously good!! Then we headed home and spent the afternoon packing, reading and getting some school work done. We had dinner at ...
July 25, 2014
This morning we had breakfast at the hotel– it was quite crowded here. I rang Zia
Nanina and then Libera – to touch base about visiting when Josy comes. Then we
bussed into Verona. We had another little look around but mainly wanted to shop
at the Coin dept store again. I bought a couple of little summery tops (yellow
and black and white) as it is hot. I also bought some gift items. Craig bought
The sun was out and the sky was blue when we woke up. We had a leisurely breakfast and I went for a walk. Rather than walking from the villa, I drove down to the town of Gardone Riveria and parked and walked from there down the hill to the lake. It was a great walk and aided by footpaths it was a lot less hairy. I walked down to the main road and headed towards Salo and walked to the ferry departure point at the Grand Hotel. I returned to the car, up ...