Hotel Subasio Assisi
Via Frate Elia 2 Assisi, Umbria, 06082, Italy
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The day of the boat, the railway and the bus
... and took us up the funicular railway to the township at the top. We walked a little way to the end of the island, which is shaped like a figure eight, and had a glorious view of the two little islands off the end. There is a variety of greenery, and being a sub tropical island it was in all stages from flowering to autumn colour. It was a lovely place. Enzo told us they get something approaching 15,000 visitors a day in the high season because all ...
Random thoughts and observations Part 2
... I will struggle to drink a normal hot chocolate when we get back. Anthony says he is becoming a coffee snob. He is drinking short blacks and Americanos (which are usually a double espresso) and loving them. We may both be unbearable when we return. That, of course assumes we weren't before we left. :-)
We have both taken over a thousand photos each. When we come back, be very afraid!
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Myfavorite saint was worth the wait
... Maya and I had a large balcony. I played with her for a bit, letting her run amuck while I used the internet downstairs. While I was using the internet in the lobbey, more people arrived. I was thankful. Looked like another year to live.
They made me dinner of gnocchi, my favorite, and tomato sauce. My stomach has dramatically shrank and I don’t eat a lot. So when they offered me salad, potatos, and bread, I said no. I didn’t even finish my ...
An Umbrian Excursion
... the first day I had my first taste of Umbricelli (typical pasta of the region) with a topping of black truffle (another regional specialty provided by the earth rather than a chef). Everywhere we went in Perugia I had something not only delectable but specific to Umbrian cuisine.
After such a fantastic experience in the Umbrian capital of Perugia it was hard to believe things could get any better. After a short but dizzying bus ...
Mazzaforte: England in Italy?
... there, there was a sense of frustration at this small-town existence after spending most of their lives in Japan and Singapore. Despite their cosmopolitan upbringing, however, their Englishness was very pronounced; a pot of Marmite sat in the cupboard, they didn’t quite understand the Italian obsession with bidets, they followed the cricket scores on the BBC website. Some amusement among the children was gleaned at the expense of Connor, a seventeen year-old ...
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