- Continental Breakfast
- Drycleaning onsite
- Shuttle bus service
- Multilingual staff
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Last day before I head home. Second lazy day. We have a late breakfast and then head out for a walk to the local shops to buy supplies for lunch; pane, formaggio and prosciutto. I go for a walk around the village, the first time I've done this this week. There are horses grazing around the village, the sun is out and it is lunchtime so there is no one else walking ...
... At one point we had to take a ski lift that required you to stand while being dragged along by a rope. Yeo went first and completely wiped out, it was really funny and all the Italians were yelling at him. Then I went and did the exact same thing. It was so embarrassing but hilarious, everyone was laughing. It ended up taking us three times to get the hang of it. After that, we went to the highest point in the ski resort, which was almost 14,000 ft ...
... of blog entries. And then we are off to have dinner with Gilberto's mum and brother at their house. Tomorrow we are going to Lugano in Switzerland to visit Gilberto's aunt. We will have a pretty early start as the main road is blocked by a landslide from the rain last week, so we have to take a different road which will take a bit longer. Might have time to get a pretzel as well ...
... August and September of 1944 the Allies took control of the area which saw the retreat of the Germans. It is a beautiful village, lovely stone walls and a couple of friendly cats! We have a cuppa and a chat with one of the locals. He points out a town on the next hill, Tavuillia, and tells us that it is the birthplace of Valentino Rossi. We drive through it a bit later on our way to the walled castle town of Gradara. Tavuillia is decked out in yellow banners ...
The rain stopped overnight and the sun is out this morning. No clouds= pretty cold! There has been snow overnight and the trees just above the village has a soft white coat. We head down to the village at the bottom of the valley, Pontegrande, where Giulio and the donkeys are currently staying. Gilberto isn't sure about the suitability of my shoes for walking up to see them as I've dressed to go out for lunch, not visit the animals. My heeled boots weren't ...