Relais Francia Corta
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Today we went to Villa Di Catullo, which is an ancient castle left in ruins after many years. Apparently you are not allowed to stand any of the rocks, we found out when the boys were posing on a rock for a photo and we suddenly heard a woman madly blowing her whistle from 100m away yelling at them to get down! We had a coffee and ice-cream (kids have had more ice cream in Italy than they have had all year!) and then a look through the shops on the ...
... on the Mammut roller coaster and even though Brodie had his head down the whole time he made Paul go on it with him again. When we had 45 minutes till the park closed we split up, Luca and I went to one of the kiddie areas where we went on the merry go round, min ferris wheel, into the magic treehouse and on a train ride. The other boys went and did a few more of the water rides. It definitely worked out well getting the express passes, even though they were not ...
Without such a rush
today and the weather being a bit wet, we walked back to the ferry
jetty to catch a boat to Desanzano to the west and on the southern
shore. This was another larger town with a marina again. The
weather just was not inviting today and put a dampener on our walk
around the town. We enjoyed a coffee in a pedestrianised street but
decided not to wait for a later ferry but to return to Sirmione on
passing by, steep sided rocky tree covered hills as the lake tapered
even more. Half an hour later, we arrived at our final port – Riva
del Garda. This town was substantially bigger but only marginally
less pretty as a result. It was the first that we had visited with a
proper marina, full of sizeable yachts. The water was freezing,
being fed from a tributary lake higher up in the mountains to the
west. Having seen as much as we wished, we sat near ...
... more before we arrived there. We rode across
the countryside to Lake Como. This lake had a very distinct
character with steep sided hills plunging straight into the lake. We
followed a coastal road from Como to Bellagio, stopping occasionally
to admire the views, which for most of the time were really just
glimpses of what lay below us. At Bellagio, we stopped for a decent
breather and watched the tour boats load and discharge the tourist