On the way back home we had a lay over in Milan. We made the choice to drive up to Lake Como, and the town of Bellagio. It was a rainy, quiet Sunday. The kids sat in the car listening to Huckleberry Finn, as we drove up the serpentine road, in and our of tunnels, and along breathtaking coastline. There was no one else around, which was lucky as the roads really were narrow and twisting. We stopped a few times to walk down to the water, which was cold, clear and calm.
Eventually we made it to Bellagio. It was as picturesque as we thought, and almost deserted Tourist season must be over. We wandered the streets, and even took a few minutes to sit in a small church to sing a couple of hymns and share a little message and history lesson.
Of course, Rebekah and the kids stopped anyone with a dog, asking questions and giving snuggles. There is a major lobbying effort at the moment for us to get a new dog. Then Shayne found a place to feed the duck and swans, while large trout fought for scraps below them. After 'throwing away' our supply of snacks to the fowls, we made our way up a narrow stairway to a pizza place (surprise). It was called the Grotto. One Margarita and a 4 cheese pizza later (with a filling order of gorgonzola gnocchi to boot), we hit the streets for one last gelato before our trip back to the airpot and home.
All agreed the Como region was refreshing and different, with aspects of both Italy and the Alpine region. It would be worth another trip back!
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