We are still with our friends in Como and having a really good vacation.
May 1 is a Public Holiday in Italy – Labour Day. The day dawned bright and clear and it was decided that we would go to the Cernobbio on the lake for coffee and a little look around.
This is a beautiful small place and as we know George Clooney spends much of his time here. No, we didn’t see him. We are told that the locals do not make any special fuss for him. Fortunately we were with our hosts who knew just what would happen at the lake on such a lovely day – crowds of people flocking there on a mid week holiday. So we went early in the day, found a car park and a lovely outdoor cafe for coffee. Our hosts refer to 10.30 am as cappuccino time.
We then walked around this lovely small town in the sunshine, people watching and more particularly for my architect partner, building watching. He is an avid photographer and took many photos.
We left before the town became really busy and had a leisurely drive back home for lunch and a leisurely afternoon complete with siesta.
A very wet day and a very bad head cold kept us housebound for the next day except for the necessary visit to the supermercado.
On Saturday we were invited to dinner with friends. As they live a short distance away around the lake it was decided to leave early and visit Bellagio on the way to Erba.
But as we know ‘The best laid plans…” We rounded a bend to be confronted by
A walk around the next very narrow bend showed us the reason for this long line of cars
This is such a narrow road that all traffic in both directions was at a standstill. We waited (im)patiently for the police and ambulance to arrive
and after having conversations with various other travelers, we decided to reverse (with difficulty) and take the alternate road high above the lake. This is not a drive for the faint hearted. The road drops many metres down to the lake on one side and is two way all the way.
We eventually arrived at our friends house and were all very grateful for the drink that was handed to us as we arrived.
Friendship isn’t a big thing
— it’s a million little things.