Day 100. It really should have been a milestone for celebration, but instead it serves as a lesson in abject frustration. Fresh from our decision for a preference to not fall off a mountain roads […]
2018 Day 99 – Ansouis
Whilst hair-raising for us atop a Ligurian mountain top, the storms in Europe have wrecked destruction making news as far as Australia. With landslides, flooding, felled trees and drownings, 11 people have been reported dead […]
2018 Day 98 – Sainte-Agnes
Having made our decision to make our way back to France, Chris speeds up the process via the autostrada. Along the way, we see ingenious greenhouses, terraced into the mountains. We cross out of Italy […]
2018 Day 97 – Liguria
We wake to the same storm that raged all night. It’s still bucketting down. This may be one of the smaller mountains we’ve been on, but getting down it in the rain is going to […]
2018 Day 96 – Emilia Romagna
On the road again…much of today feels very much like that classic Willie Nelson song. The weather is not our friend. Our gloriously extended summer appears to be at an end. There’s a decided chill […]
2018 Day 95 – Carpi and Parma. Almost.
We had great plans for today. A quick side trip to the town of Carpi, followed rather closely by an orgy of parma ham and parmigiano reggiano tastings in Parma. We almost made it too. […]
2018 Day 94 – Modena
Whereas Bologna has unsung food heroes, there is little doubt where Modena’s claim to fame lies: it’s embedded in a culinary star, the fine art of DOP balsamic vinegar production. It becomes clear after today […]
2018 Day 93 – Allegedly, a “rest”
So you know I crunched my ankle at an angle that no ankle was ever meant to be. Then walked on it for 5 hours or so in Bologna. That ended with an ice pack, […]
2018 Day 92 – Bologna
Ever since we watched Rick Stein’s show “Long Weekends” on the unsung praises of Bologna, it’s been on our list of places we’d like to see. Or more accurately, places we’d really like to eat […]
2018 Day 91 – Ouchy in Italy
So, not my best day, today. It started nicely enough, at the Sistiana marina amongst boats and blue skies. I’ve been on a bit of a mission lately, trying to send my uncle a thank […]
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