Hotel Chalet del Lago la Magno Avigliana

... point "toe of the mountain" seems a little more appropriate.

We pull into his house, and his parents wave to greet us from the top deck. A small orchard of peach trees, their summer fruits long finished, nestles up against Carlos house in progress. We walk into his house and are greeted by his parents, Luciano and Piera, and his aunt Thea. Both of his parents are around 80 years old, and Thea is 86, but they have the fitness and mental sharpness of someone twenty years their ...

... produced five kilometers from the city in the town of Biella. Its a light beer, but rich and full of flavour, with a pleasant bitter finish and an extensive history. It has been brewed in the same building since the beginning in 1846. It won international recognition when it took first place at the 1925 London Exhibition, and It was the first Italian beer to be awarded a gold medal at the 'World Beer Championships' in 1997. They claim that the key to ...

... of my cooking, thanking me everyday. As we talk now it feels as if we've known each other for ages.

After a coffee and a shower at his place it's time for dinner.
"What do you want to eat? Pizza?"
"Whatever's going"
We join his friend Tanya and go to eat the best pizza of the city.

It seems so simple, why can't we get it right back home? The crust is thin, but not too crispy, light and fluffy, but not doughy; topped with ...

... persistent one) she was to inform us of our fateful error.
Once Gary has turned the pooper around we were stuck behind a Lexus hampering our progress. So following the Lexus into Chamonix, it stopped, reversed into us, ramming us of the road!
Crushing poop Mini poopers front wing and giving her a squint.
The Lexi Peni swine tried to say that he hadn't inflicted the damage to poor pooper, upon challenging him to look at the red pooper shaped mark on his rear ...

... br>we were busy minding our own business when we saw a Giant Coq, looming menicingly above us!
After ignoring Doris yet again, ready to take on the Mountain for the first time, Rich at the helm with gay abondon, ignoring the acrid smell of burning rubber and hot brakes, Kev was strangely quiet in the back. as we edged our way towards Chamoinix for the promised night in a hotel room with its own bathroom!

... br> This hostel is a on a docked boat, which I found out later in my trip actually still runs, which gave me dreams of waking up to the boat riding along the canal as I ate my delicious breakfast, no such luck. In front of the boat is a cluster of worn down benches and tables, surprisingly they held our weight, a fuseball table that bad to be no more for show, because it had to efficiency of an old ford tauras. My favorite exterior orniment of sorts was the hippy ...

... and broken Italian and lack of knowledge of the area.

What puzzles me is their Americanization. Why do they wear clothes from Hollister, Abercrombie, American Eagle? Why do they wear pre-worn baggy jeans? Why do they chug coca-cola, use dirty English slang, obsess over obscure American actors and fill their radio station songlists with contemporary American rock, pop and rap? They have so much to be proud of. I realize we have only been ...

... for the first time; it is a very strong alcohol that I had wanted to try since reading about the characters’ fascination with it in For Whom the Bell Tolls. It was disgusting. I don’t like hard liquor anyway, and this was particularly potent.

We bid adieu to Stephy and Paolo tonight and will see them when they come to visit in September.

... wide, straight streets, covered walkways that take you from one side of the inner city to the other, pedestrian only areas (no cars), and very few turists. Turin was planned as a military encampment and thus streets wide and straight. The streets are either parallel to each other or at a right angle to each other. As long as you stay in the 'historical' part of the city, it's impossible to get lost! We walked to the train station,bought our tickets to Venice, and walked towards Via Roma ...

... t care coz I still
had some cash with me. I was so tired by 9pm. We went back to a
famous cafe and I bought a cross bread. Lorenzo bought a gift for my mom
at the same shop. I later gave the bread as a gift to Prof Cheung
and he shared the bread with us. I think this Easter bread has
some orange in it. I don't understand the ingredients ...