Hotel Torre Oliva
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... which is a very small fishing village with only 40 permanent inhabitants. There are some restaurants on the island but no hotels. If you make a reservation at a restaurant they send a boat to pick you up and then take you back when you’re finished with dinner. Everything here closes during the winter because there are no tourists since it gets very cold and often snows. Next we disembark at Isola Bella (Beautiful ...
... was the fact that they seemed to never hit anyone in the process of winding their way through streets...at high rates of speed!
Getting our prepaid car, a little 5 speed Fiat, was a breeze. Standing in line with a younger fellow from Australia, we discussed the upcoming challenge of navigating Rome roads. When we approached the rental agency attendant to do the paperwork, everything moved quickly and smoothly....maybe one of the side benefits of booking from Canada ...
... now, it is very,clean, immaculate and well maintained. We got to the modern butcher shop, whose meat looked excellent. In looking in the case, which was under half full, I saw nothing that looked like pork chops. There was a roast thing, that had a partial backbone.... And the butcher said it was pork. Like "chuleta" Marina inquired. "Si" the man replied. We really had no choice, it was this or nothing. I had him cut me four slices, we dropped those in ...
... Siesta time followed lunch.... For it was truly airless and h o t. Below deck we retreated, and as the crew napped, I read and played games. For dinner tonight it was much too hot to cook.... So out to eat we will do. Jacques and Marina said there was a restaurant right on the sea, the other side of the street market location. After our traditional GTs, and entertaining one of Jacques and Marina's friends, we jumped ship, and found a funny little ...
... on to Milena with any part of my body. I will tell you what, my fingers and toes were very grateful for this temporary rest. By 7:30a.m, I was up and dressed sub-consciencely waving good bye to the isle of Stromboli, thinking we must have past it. But no... this semi-dormant, always with orange-glowing top, (for over 10 years now, according to Jacques) was blowing puffs of white smoke to us, as if waving good-bye, as we silently ...