Hotel Villa Emilia
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
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... braking on my bike I was still grabbing the brakes much of the way down this magical pass.
Finally the cliffhanging section gives way to a more gentle system which makes its way through trees and forest area and gently eases its way into a massive valley between two mighty high mountains.
Hear near the bottom I stop at a wonderful coffee shop which is hung on the edge of a cliff. The views across the valley are some of the most stunning views I have ever seen ...
... the room or pay now. She said it is part of the half board cost of the room, you only pay for the drinks. Well I was gob smacked, what a great dinner in any case, but the deal fantastic. 27.10.14 Got up to a car covered in a very heavy frost, took about twenty minutes with the motor running and the trusty Medicare Card to get some visibility. Drove to Toblach in the Dolomites and entered that fantastic National Park. Stunning ...
... but she is doing really well so I'm sure we will see her again soon. Chiara (our not so little anymore flower girl!) was also there to say goodbye. We headed back down to Tonadico to finish packing, and had our last dinner at John and Daniela's apartment. We then went by one of the local schools to say goodbye to Paul's Zio Julio. He has just moved to this school as one of the priests, and lives at ...
... kids ran around in the playground. The playground had 13 swings in it (why I don't know) and last time we were here and Nicolas was 2, he was obsessed with swings so I nearly fainted when I saw this playground and was imagining how to ever make him leave! When some of Paul's cousins kids arrived on the bus home from school, the kids had afternoon tea and a play with them too. We then went across the road to Angela's house where she took ...
... more mechanized than an American one. It's getting late as I reach Bolzano. The train passes through a large industrial area, and then the train drops me off in front of a couple austere Mussolini era buildings and statues. Definitely doesn't feel like the Alps here. I check in to a hostel, chat a bit with my roommate, an American from Idaho who somehow landed a gig caretaking for a farm in Tuscany! Right now he's ...