Le Due Corti
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... and met by Fabio who was most helpful. We are back from the lake but up very high so have great views down to the lake and across to the snow capped mountains.
Began the morning by walking along the waterfront to Cernobbio (suburb)and checked out many a glamorous villa high on the hill overlooking the Lake. Called in to a local trattoria which clearly feeds all the local builders so they were far from interested in us being in ...
We arrived in this beautiful city at dusk so we weren't able to get the most out of it. Stayed there only for one hour and we spent that time in Parco Civico capturing the flickering lights of the city surrounded by mountains. The view from the shores of Lake Lugano was fascinating. It's truly a must-visit city and I'd love to go back and see it in broad daylight. ...
... buses to get to our hostel. After about an hour that included bus rides and lots of stairs, we arrived at the hostel, where we dropped off our stuff and left to explore the city.
We first went to try to figure out the busses and trains (Abby wanted to go to Pisa the next day) in the lower city. However, we were at a loss and gave up on that idea. We headed to the Citta Alta, which is the upper medieval city ...
... no relevance to the story, but had said that while she was there, she was going to pick up a copy of a book on Lucca that she'd had her eye on for a while. It's the sort of book you see in lots of places, A4 size, in full colour with lots of glossy pictures and unashamedly aimed at tourists and visitors. Off she went, and duly returned with the book, waving it triumphantly in it's bag, before putting it down on the kitchen table. Ali picks it up to have a look, and ...
... Second World War, yet it is almost entirely overlooked and forgotten. A mere sideshow, a fringe event. As a child, I always felt disappointed that Dad had not been involved in some more mainstream action, like the Normandy landings. Mind you, he had also served in the deserts of North Africa, and he fought at El Alamein in 1942, which he would take pride in reminding us was the turning point of the war.
My Dad said virtually nothing about his military experiences, and I ...