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Post card views We wake to cleared rain, an overcast day but incredibly surprising are the snow capped peaks surrounding Lake Como. The scene has been stolen from a post card or the top of a box of beautiful chocolates. The only thing missing from the scene are the two swans we saw gliding across the water yesterday. We walk along the lake to a 12 century church of Sancta Maria del Tiglio with what looks like a 16th century church built inside the walls of a 15th ...
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oldest member of the group due to way to much alcohol. Dancing to a
heavy beat as the pain from my heels stabs the bottoms of my feet and
shot up my legs, I take a second to consider sitting down but that
thought quickly evaporates when you have to pay for a table to sit at
or when you realize how much it will suck to stand back up again
afterwards.. oor when you realise how much fun you ...
... population... mostly from the older
generation. Lets now take a look at another catagory, this catagory
take up about 10% of the population that i have encountered. These
are what us canadians call “the italian stallions”. Yes! All my
single ladies back in canada dreaming of Mr. Prince Charming or
drooling over the men that just walked past and didnt give you a
second glance.. To all you women, I send this message. The 10% ...
My time in Milan was spent walking around, visiting museums, photographic exhibitions, eating
amazing meals, drinking good micro brewery beers and getting to know Cristina's friends and lifestyle.
I even got to see 'The Last Supper' by Leonardo Da Vinci. This was an amazing surprise from Cristina as it's usually a few months waiting list to get in. They only ...
Last day in Florence. The sun was shinning the it was a beautiful day. Walked to Santa Croce and was able to get into a Private English mass. Jim begged at the gate and the guy with the keys let us in. The problem was that we couldn't get out, and Carol couldn't get in. I bought a small plate to hang on the wall. We walked thru the rodeo drive of Florence and back to the duomo. We had lunch at the ...