Entry to the Motherland...
Trip Start Sep 28, 2009
21Trip End Oct 23, 2009
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We knew we were getting close to Italy when we stopped at one of the fancy AutoGrills (auto stops along the autobahn that rival any roadside stop in the US) and the language switch from German to Italian...we knew we were getting close.
The crossing of the border was much more obvious as we left Switzerland.. you see, when cruising the autobahn at top speeds, you pass through tiny countries (such as Austria and Lichtenstein) with a blink of an eye, no border patrol, no stamp in the passport
It is clear the the Italians have redefined driving entirely. Thus far, the roads are half as wide as Independence Pass, and the traffic is frantic. The Italians have a great feel for the width of their cars. But it is the giant truck drivers that keep the puckering to it's most intense level.
The last mile to the Villa Serbelloni was the most nuts. It's a rush to get off the ferry & instantly, the one way roads are barley wide enough for the mirrors. Dawn captured this tense moment with a couple of shots. The Pedestrians need to jut into the storefront entries to provide enough room for us to pass. I was compelled to roll down the window and repeat "Grazie" a dozen or so times.
Nevertheless, the ferry ride across Lake Como to Bellagio made the introductory journey into Italy worthwhile... bellisimo.