Like the Northern towns of Lake Garda, Bolzano hasn’t been Italian for as long as the rest of the country. […]
The Italian Job: Day 14 – Leaving Lake Garda
There was no sign of the Magnificent Seven as I went to purchase my ferry ticket back to Desenzano. The […]
The Italian Job: Day 13 – Yet Another Day of Unrelenting Horror
The first crossing to Riva was at 09:45 so, with 20 minutes to spare, I sauntered around to the ticket […]
The Italian Job: Day 12 – Monte Baldo
I wandered out of the hotel this afternoon and into a group of English women having a chat about a […]
The Italian Job: Day 11 – Sailing to Malcesine
After ten days in Italy, what was I craving? As an adopted Mancunian woman travelling through a country that creates […]
The Italian Job: Day 10 – Salò, the place NOT the movie
The sky had cleared when I opened the curtains this morning and I could actually see the mountains on the […]
The Italian Job: Day 9 – Walking the Lake Path
The promised sunshine did not show itself this morning and the day started off in the same, altogether now…atmospheric way […]
The Italian Job: Day 8 – Drizzle in Desenzano
Apologies, dear reader, I appear to have become stuck on alliterative titles. I’m sure this horror will pass soon. Now […]
The Italian Job: Day 7 – Bye Bye Bergamo
I started writing this while sitting outside the railway station in Bergamo. It wasn’t a sunny start to the day […]
The Italian Job: Day 6 – History Geeking and Sunshine
A drizzly day today so I headed for the Accademia Carrara and handed over €10 to cover the cost of […]
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