Wednesday, September 30, 2015

O, Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo - 09/30/15

This week is exactly 5 years since I saw the movie Letters to Juliet. I have wanted to visit Verona ever since. When I saw that Verona was only a slight detour on the trip from S. Pellegrino Terme to Venice, I made it a plan to stop.

For comparisons sake at Hotel Centrale
Heat included? I think not!

Grumpy old man wished us safe travels - and held the door for me - as we departed from Hotel Centrale this morning.

Ciao Papa!

TomTom told me it would take 3 hours to get to Verona staying off toll roads but less than 2 using toll roads. We spent over €15 on tolls today! The upside was knowing we could easily stop on the autostrada to use the toilet or to get something to eat.

We did fine navigating to Verona but made 2 wrong turns (that I'm aware of) in the city. One put us on what looked to be a road for buses and taxis only. I made Lou park immediately. I pray we weren't in some restricted area!

TomTom doesn't do walking directions and no way to use maps on our phones. We headed to a bar to get espresso, use the toilet and ask for help. The barista had to look up where we were going on his phone! Clearly he's never been a tourist in his own home. A customer in the bar told Lou we were about a kilometer walk away.

Yes, Juiliet's house was a mob scene, and yes, it was super touristy but I loved it. If we'd had more time, I would have visited the museum and at least one Romeo and Juliet gift shop. But I got to see the balcony and more importantly the mailbox for the letters to Juliet! Somehow I misplaced my sharpie or I would have added our heart to the wall of hearts. Oh well...

We strolled around Verona for a bit. It was much more crowded than in the movie! Lou purchased gaskets for our espresso pot and we headed back in the direction of the car to get there before our timed parking ran out. We walked past what looked like a Roman Theater under renovation.

By 14:15, we were on our way to Mestre, the close suburb of Venice where many former residents of Venice have flocked to. We stopped for lunch on the autostrada.

At 16:30 after only one wrong turn we pulled into Villa Barbarich, our hotel for the night. It's a 4-star hotel at a 3-star price, but of course it's not really near anything. Since we're staying here again on Friday night, we can leave our car and luggage here free of charge. They'll give us directions and transportation schedules for our way into and back from Venice.

The hotel is gorgeous. The wifi, once I figured out how to connect, seems strong. Lou is resting before we head down to dinner. The restaurant looks fancy. I hope I can find something simple to order. We're going to have a quiet evening in tonight.

Since I've updated you all on today's adventure, I plan to use some blogging time to get some photos up.

Arriverderci for now.

 

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Spa Day, Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Last night was my best night of sleep so far. Other than the thick walls in the hotel which guarantee quiet, no more credit goes to Hotel Centrale. It's a father/son operation. Father was the grump from yesterday's check-in and the son, about my age, doesn't really seem to care. Oh, but he did locate our reservation that dad couldn't find yesterday. I had visions of dad charging us our room rate and son charging us a no show fee. The room is spartan. Breakfast is the very basic and while we think the restaurant opens late for dinner, maybe it doesn't. It's not a place where I'd choose to eat.

Another plus to the hotel is its proximity to QCTerme San Pellegrino, the spa. We finished breakfast and walked over for our 10AM reservation. The building is magnificent. Very few photos because camera and cell phone were in the locker room. We spent from 10ish until noon-ish exploring the pools, saunas, showers, and steam rooms. (At the first pool we saw a couple being photographed. Part of me wondered if these were pre-wedding photos being taken or if they were models working on an ad. We found out later on that it was the latter.) My favorite pool was the one with jets to massage my feet. Next, we checked out some of the relaxation rooms. We debated whether to have lunch before or after our couple's massage.

Lunch first. Here is where I wish I'd had a camera. The room was stunning as was the spread of food. There were all sorts of things for sandwiches or salads. I wondered what time it was as I contemplated having whole grain bread and jam for dessert. It was already 1:27 and our couple's massage was at 1:30. Off we went.

Our massage therapists were Chiara and some other Italian C name that I can't recall. The next 55 minutes flew by.

The sun was finally out and I wanted one more soak in the large outdoor pool before showering. Our spa adventure ended shortly after 3pm. As much as I was totally relaxed, we had a few more things we wanted to do.

First we went to a dairy in Zoldna that the fellow from the beer place last night recommended. We bought 3 local cheeses, one that reminds Lou of something his mother made. It was easier to take a right turn than a left out of the parking lot. That took us on a small detour.

We returned to S Pellegrino T to explore what we hoped we be a scenic drive. One wrong turn took us to a construction site where we had to make one of the tightest k-turns ever. We went in the other direction to see where that led. No scenic road there. It took us to a residential area built into a mountain. Watching one man manipulate his car into his garage made me wonder what these people do in the winter.

Feeling rather defeated by our aborted excursion, we returned to the hotel where Lou got our cute little Fiat into the tight spot the son had moved our car to earlier. It was still early but we decided to walk to dinner at a restaurant that had good reviews on Trip Advisor. We got there around 5:15 and it opened at 6:30. Did we want to wait? Thinking we'd explore that end of town while we waited, we set off on a walk we quickly discovered there wasn't enough to that end of town. We checked out the menu at Hotel Pizzeria Rispole and decided it was not worth the wait.

Three more choices for dinner. A pizzeria we'd walked past several times yesterday, near where we had gelato last night, our hotel or a snack bar in an old converted station of some sort. From the outside, it looks like an old train station. Pizzeria Titti was closed, I balked at eating in our hotel so we crossed one of the many bridges over the river to walk to what we expected to be a snack bar. It was actually, Pizzeria Ciao Ciao, a very busy pizzeria.

After a tiring day, we walked back to Hotel Centrale, had an after dinner sambucca and then headed up to get organized for tomorrow. The plan is to drive to Verona to see Juliet's balcony and eat lunch before continuing on to the outskirts of Venice for the night.

Would I recommend a visit to San Pellegrino Terme? I'm really not sure.

Buona notte.

 

A two dessert day, Monday, September 28, 2015

I am tired. Other than the first night when I slept for about 5 hours, took a short 1 1/2 hour break from sleeping, then slept another 3+ hours, I haven't gotten more than a few hours sleep. Last night when I couldn't sleep, I kept checking the window to see if the clouds had miraculously disappeared and I'd catch a glimpse of the lunar eclipse. No such luck. I also read from my book, My Two Italies by Joseph Luzzi. It's a perfect book to be reading right now. It's about Italian Americans. Mostly those from the south since they were the ones who came in droves during the 20th century. How did they adjust (or not) to being in America. It's also about the difference between northern Italy and southern Italy. There's more but that's the gist.

Plus I'd set my alarm for 6:45 before I'd first tried to sleep (at about 11PM). One last chance to see the end of the eclipse. No luck even then. The skies were still gray and the temperature cool when we bid a fond farewell to La Perla and Lake Como. Lou and I both loved our stay there and would highly recommend the destination and the hotel.

Before setting the TomTom towards San Pellegrino Terme, Lou wanted to drive to Pontechiasso, where an aunt of his had lived. As we made the first turn towards Ontechiasso, we saw a Bennet "store." One of the folks at La Perla recommended we stop there for an Italian cell phone. From the outside, it looked like a store like Target might be inside it was more like the mini mall across from the Atlantic Terminal in Brooklyn. We had to buy the phone at one store and the "tourist" SIM card at another. Much more complicated than buying a Trac phone in the U.S. An hour later, we were on our way.

It was after noon by then so we thought we'd eat in Pontechiasso. We couldn't turn down the one street TomTom told us to turn down. We could only drive straight. Straight into Switzerland! How cool would it be to have lunch in Chiasso, Switzerland? Sadly,we couldn't find restaurants with parking and the next thing we were doing was driving back into Italy! I've been to Switzerland twice. Lou hadn't. But this trip doesn't count under my rules which require that a meal be eaten, a tourist attraction be visited, or a night spent. I reset the TomTom for San Pellegrino Terme.

We still wanted to stop for lunch. If you've ever been to Italy (by car) or you know what a nervous passenger I am, you'll understand why I wanted a restaurant on our side of the road. We didn't find one until about 20 kilometers outside of Bergamo, right off one of the hundreds of rotaries we passed through today. Cute little place with a lunch special. Lou was impressed with my facility at ordering even when the menu is only in Italian.

Less than an hour after finishing lunch we entered San Pellegrino Terme. On most signs it's written as S. Pellegrino. Imagine seeing your name everywhere!

We had reservations at Hotel Centrale, one of a few 3-star hotels around. Lou left me at the car while he went in to find out where to park and to check in. When he came out he told me his was "greeted" by a grumpy old man who couldn't find our reservation and never told Lou what floor our room was on. This was in stark contrast to our welcome at La Perla. Lou was told where to park the car and to enter the hotel through the kitchen. Really? No acknowledgement at all as we walk past the front desk to the teeny tiny elevator. We packed in with our bags, stopping at 2 floors where I'd hold the elevator while Lou looked for our room. Finally grumpy old man's son finds us and walks us to our room. It's a very spare room, nothing particularly inviting - except it has more than ample electrical outlets for all our stuff that needs to be plugged in

Off we headed for a stroll around town. Why do people come here? Do people still come here? Lou was wondering why we were here. Just for the photo ops? How much is there to do? Several of our Italian friends, as well as one of Lou's cousins, couldn't understand why we picked here to spend two nights. I'm afraid Lou thought our trip had taken a major slide. It's a spa destination as well as a place favored by bicyclists. I learned a little bit more about the city I share my name with. A river runs through the town. Is that the water? In my eyes, San Pellegrino Terme is charming even if the residents seem very aloof. Almost un-Italian!

Chatting while we walked, I mentioned that today is the Jewish holiday of Sukkot. Lou said, "Just wait until tonight. They'll light up a big Star of David up in the mountains for all the Jews of S. Pellegrino." We both laughed at the thought. Just then, I stopped to take a photo of an interesting looking building which quickly became more interesting. There were two Jewish Stars etched into the facade. They looked like they've been there a long time. We walked around the building trying to make a connection as to why those 6-pointed stars were there. The building houses a medical clinic now celebrating the 90th anniversary of the opening of the clinic, then a diabetes clinic, in 1925. I wonder if research will give me any answers.

The sidewalk narrowed so we crossed the street. A sign caught my eye. Another piece of Jewish interest. The 70th anniversary of something involving bambinis and the Shoah had taken place this past weekend. I have a feeling I'll have some success researching this one when we once again have Internet. Right now we only have a week signal in the hallway.

We continued our stroll. My name is everywhere! Lots and lots of photo ops. We walked over to the spa where we have an appointment tomorrow to do the waters. Years of visiting Lou in Albany, so close to Saratoga Springs and this is something we've never done before.

There didn't appear to be any open restaurants at this end of town. I would have been happy having gelato for dinner but Lou wanted "real" dinner. We ended up at a beer bar one street over from Hotel Centrale.

By the time we finished dinner and Lou ended his conversation with the owner (we think), Lou had about 3 or 4 days worth of outings we could enjoy. I think he's trying to think of how many we can squeeze in after the spa tomorrow.

After dinner, Lou still had a taste for gelato, even though we'd just shared the "birra"misu. The gelateria next to the bar had closed while we were eating but I remembered one around the corner. It was open. I wasn't going to have any gelato, but how could I resist?

No internet for posting, photos will have to wait longer. I hope to sleep tonight and enjoy our spa/waters day tomorrow.

 

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Ferry boat day, Sunday, September 27

We woke up to a cool overcast day, but at least it wasn't raining. Our cute little Fiat 500C sat parked all day while we took to the water. We asked for advice at the front desk of La Perla. The suggestion was to take the hotel shuttle down to the lake and then to the ferry from Tremazzo to to Lenno to Bellagio to Varena to Mennagio and back. She even highlighted the ferries we needed to be on to make it back for the final shuttle at 6PM. Since we visited Mennagio yesterday, we struck that from the list.

I probably should mention now that we could make neither heads nor tails of the ferry schedule. We were going to have to wing it. All we knew was that the shuttle would get us to the dock about 10 minutes before the ferry to Lenno.

Our first stop was going to be Villa del Balbianello, a location used in the 007 film Casino Royale. The woman at La Perla told us we'd get off the ferry, walk 10 minutes to the left and then approach a fork in the road. We'd have 3 choices. Turn right and walk 45 minutes to the villa, turn left and walk 20 minutes to the villa or take a 7-minute water tax to the villa at a cost of €8. Sounds easy enough. We decided early on that we'd take the 20 minute walk. No one mentioned hiking or mountain climbing. Boy, were we surprised. After much huffing and puffing taking well more than 20 minutes, we'd walked up, down, up, down (mostly up) and around the peninsula on which the villa sits. I wondered how several of the people on the ferry who looked clearly in worse shape than the two of us were faring. Once we got up top, we immediately decided we'd take the water taxi back around. It was 10:50 when we got to the ticket booth with a little more climb to go. We were assigned the 11:30 tour in English. I'd read that the gardens were nice so figured that would keep us occupied during the wait. Lou to another mini-hike down to the toilets while I took a few photos. I didn't find the gardens all that impressive. I did take a sneak peek at my Fitbit and was shocked/gladdened to see that I'd already gotten in over 12,000 steps and the equivalent of 21 flights of stairs - and it still wasn't even 11:30 in the morning!

The tour was interesting enough. It was more of a biography of billionaire explorer Guido Monzino. In addition to climbing Mount Everest and being part of a North Pole expedition, he was an avid collector. Again, interesting enough. I've always made it clear to anyone who's asked that I prefer a good history museum to a great art museum. This was 8 parts art museum to 2 parts history museum. In other words, our time, most notably the climbing and waiting time could have been better spent.

Thankfully the walk to the taxi which was €5 per person was right there at the end of the tour, no downhill hike required, and the boat was just getting to pull away from the dock as we approached. In less than 7 minutes we were back at the fork in the road and only had the 10-minute walk back to the ferry. And then a nearly 50- minute wait for the next ferry during which time our fellow water taxi passenger and I helped plan the Florida vacation for a young English couple who were also waiting for the ferry.

None of us had any idea of the destination of the next ferry, but at that point that was of little concern.

Eventually the ferry arrived, a few minutes late, and we hopped on. Next stop Bellagio. We've heard so many wonderful things about Bellagio so decided we'd eat lunch there, have a stroll around and take the ferry to Varena where we'd been assured that we'd feel like we stepped back in time.

As soon as I saw the masses of people waiting to get off the ferry in Bellagio, I got a bit concerned. I can handle crowds in NYC but anywhere else I'm just not all that interested. Lou's first glimpse of Bellagio had him exclaim, "I've been here!" Really? He'd poured over google maps (street view) while I researched hotels trying to determine what would be our Lake Como home. We saw the Grand Hotel Villa Serbelloni, the Du Lac, the Excelsior Splendide as well as others we'd considered. The people, the noise, the chaos was just not our thing. We were ever so grateful to call La Perla in sleepy little Tremezzina our home.

Trying to escape the crowds, we walked away rom the docks. Yes, plural. That will be an important fact later on. We saw a sign for a restaurant called El Punto, away from the docks but still somehow overlooking the lake. We walked and walked. "There's a restaurant out here?" was the question running through our minds. Until we heard the noise. The place was packed. We opted to walk back to the docks and find a place near there so we could have a relatively fast lunch, make a quick stop for gelatoand then move on to Varena

Lunch was at Bar Pizzeria Carillon which was directly across from the car ferry. We wondered why anyone but a local would want to have a car in Bellagio. The traffic was insane. (Later this afternoon while looking at directions to our next overnight spot I saw that two suggested routes put us on that car ferry. Thanks but no thanks!) Lunch was good. As we were waiting to pay, we saw a large ferry, the one we'd arrived on, approaching the dock. We decided we'd have gelato elsewhere. We had had enough of Bellagio! Our tired legs and aching knees that had already logged over 17,000 steps and 26 flights of stairs (considerably more for Lou due to his trek to the toilets at Villa del Balbianello) rushed over to the massive disorganized queue for the ferry to... where? Hopefully Varena.

"Destination Tremezzo or Villa Carlotta?" asked the fellow at the ramp to the ferry. It was too late to turn back so we nodded our heads and walked onto the ferry. We hadn't explored Tremezzo so we figured we'd amble about and get some gelato. Wrong again. Other than the Grand Hotel Tremezzo which looks spectacular from the road and Villa Carlotta with its adjacent botanic garden, there's not much in Tremezzo. Certainly no gelaterias that we could see. There were a few snack bars that had limited dessert selections and that was nearly it. We stumbled upon a church from the 1600s and went in to have a look. The hotel has a 5pm shuttle which we hoped would have room for us. The English couple (whose next big vacation is Florida) were on the shuttle too. They told us that after half hour in Bellagio they'd had enough so had left to go on to Varena. Smart choice. Wish we'd done the same.

Lou took a nap while I played with my camera. I woke him at 6:45 because I couldn't remember if we'd made a dinner for 7 or 7:30 right here at La Perla. We got upstairs at about 7:05 and I said, "Sorry, I couldn't remember if we signed up for 7 or 7:30." The gentleman replied, "Not a problem since you remembered to come."

The menu was very limited but I was very happy with my choice of antipasti, first dish and dessert. I enjoyed my mystery dessert far more than I would have enjoyed gelato earlier.

A long day has come to an end. The alarm is set for 6:45 in the hope that I might see the total lunar eclipse which will be visible between 2:11AM and 7:22AM. I'm not optimistic as it's been overcast all day, the tops of the mountains have been covered with fog and clouds all day. And now, at 11:11PM the nearly full moon isn't at all visible in the sky.

Bueno notte e sogni d'oro. Goodnight and sweet dreams. I'm off to dream about the blood moon

Spotty internet means no photos at all tonight. Keep checking back. I'm sure you are really curious about what I had for lunch and dinner tonight.

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Saturday, September 26, 2015

...or 26/09/2015 as they write it in Italy.

Even with being up from 2am until almost 4, we managed to have an awesome first full day of vacation. Breakfast overlooking Lake Como was a delight, but the second cup of coffee was more special. We met new friends for coffee in Menaggio. Helen and I met through a Foodie Photo group on Facebook and we just happened to be at Lake Como at the same time. Finding out beforehand that we'd both be here, giving us time to make plans, was ideal.

Breakfast al fresco at La Perla overlooking Lake Como
Helen Evans (All Year Foodie Photos on Facebook) and I meet for espresso

After un cafe, Luigi and I strolled around Menaggio for awhile.

Meeting place
Heard the bell tolling at noon
A souvenir and a drink!
 
An Asian nail salon even here!

From there, we headed south in search of the funicular that I'd seen from the road yesterday. Our Tomtom couldn't find it. We found the sign pointing to the "funivia" in a town called Argegno but... we couldn't figure out how to get there from here. So... we had lunch! I had another local specialty, mushroom cake, and Luigi had eggplant parmigiana. The eggplant parm was so light, quite unlike most of the dishes we get at home.

An Asian nail salon even here!
Frizzante for me, Naturalle for Luigi

Before lunch we had to figure out the parking system. We did not want to get a parking ticket.

Oh,mew have that on our windshield.

 

Our server explained to us that the funicular would start running at 2pm. That worked for us. I asked how to get there and if there was parking. "You'll see the church. Then if you go behind the yellow building, is free to park." We walked past the church, we saw A yellow building, but we were still faced with the problem of trying to figure out where to go. We stood around for about 10 minutes waiting to see where the funicular came up from. We thought we had it figured out so we walked back to the car and one wrong turn later, we passed by the funicular station. Alas, there were only 3 parking spots and they were all full. We drove on by.

We returned to the hotel for me to get my jacket. Yes, it's cold. 22*C. You figure it out!

Pretty enclosed lounge at La Perla

Our hotel has a bulletin board with suggestions of things to do and see. There was a Saturday market in a town called Porlezza which sits near Lake Lugano. I set the TomTom for the city centre and off we went. It was a nice curvy ride north (towards Switzerland). TomTom told us to turn right once we entered the town. Okay. We drove smack into a residential area - and a dead end to boot! After making a dicey k-turn, we spotted a guy eating lunch on the street. "Ask him!" I suggested. Wouldn't you know that fellow spoke no Italian! Strike two. Plan B. "Let's go look at Lake Lugano." Which we did. We parked, took a walk along the waterfront and stopped for a drink. It probably would have been a great spot to watch the sunset, but we wanted to stop at a supermarket in the way back and I wanted to get to Pizzeria Balognett (the pizzeria we'd tried to find on foot last night) in the daylight. I'd read on Trip Advisor that this is a farm-to-table kind of place and I wanted to see the gardens.

We'd seen two supermarkets on the way to Porlezza and stopped at the larger one. We wanted water bottles and Lou wanted fruit. We walked exert food aisle of the store and saw lots of interesting products. We bought water (frizzante), grapes, plums, peaches, prickly pears and anise tic tacs. I love a good foreign supermarket. So much fun.

TomTom wasn't familiar with the pizzeria as a point of interest but I had an address so we had no trouble getting there tonight. It's located in an old building and is literally surrounded by and covered with gardens. It's a 2-person operation and run very smoothly. Our most expensive meal to date, but the food, the set-up and talking to the woman who served us (who also prepares some of the food) made it worthwhile.

That ends our day. Internet is spotty so if you read this with no photos, come back later to check those out.

Buona notte.

 

Friday, September 25, 2015

Day one and a half

As of now, we've been up over 30 hours ... and after my moonlight Amaretto, I suspect I'll crash shortly.

Rick and Nancy got us to Orlando (airport) early. I'm the type that likes to be at the airport on the early side so that was fine with me. We flew Lufthansa for the first time. Our 747 had two departure gates. About 20 minutes before departure, the area was a mob scene. Lou wanted to know how they expected to lad everyone and take off in such a short period of time. But hey, it's Lufthansa and at our departure time, our very full flight was taxiing down the runway. My middle seat was godawful and I believe that was a big reason why I didn't sleep. We landed in Frankfurt at our gate arrival time. Then we taxied forever to get to our gate.

Frankfurt Airport is huge. I believe it's the fourth or fifth busiest in the world. I think we had to walk about 2 miles to get to the departure gate for our next flight. Once they were ready to board, they put us on a bus that probably took us three or four miles further away. We climbed steps from the tarmac and off we went. Beautiful views of the Alps from my window seat (I gave Lou the center seat for this short flight), although we were on the wrong side for the Matterhorn and Mont Blanc. Right on schedule, we landed in Milan. I suppose we didn't have to go through immigration in Milan because we'd gone through a passport control of sorts in Frankfurt.

View of the Alps

.We stopped at an ATM to get some euros, we picked up our car... an adorable white and red Fiat 500 convertible, we set our rental TomTom destination to our first hotel and we hit the road. We opted for "no tolls" and we were on our way. Because we weren't on major highways, it became problematic to find a bathroom stop for Lou. Where did we end up stopping? At Fuddruckers naturally. Where the Coca Cola light cost over €3! Insane!

Our first stop is Tremezzina, overlooking Lake Como. Some of the narrow twisty roads were pretty hair-raising but Lou got us here safe and sound. We're staying at La Perla and first impressions are good. We're lucky enough to have a room with a view.

the view from our balcony

I'd done all this research on Trip Advisor and had selected a highly rated pizzeria within walking distance for our first dinner. I did a screen capture of walking directions from my phone, very difficult to follow without street signs, and while we enjoyed a lovely passeggiata, we never found the pizzeria.

Hard to follow directions without live GPS
Quite the walkway to walk down - and back up! Where is that pizzeria?

We ended up at a small restaurant, Bar Rana, where we enjoyed local specialties sitting on a balcony overlooking the lake, watching the moon rise. We walked back to La Perla and am ready for bed.

Our appetizer - polenta with zola (short for Gorgonzola)
Our appetizer - polenta with zola (short for Gorgonzola)
Lou had carbonara and I had a local specialty of buckwheat pasta, chard, potatoes and cheese
A local cheese plate - cheese made by Papa

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(Apologies for no captions. I'm too tired to figure out why they aren't showing up.)

 

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Packing list


His and hers packing lists. I waited to post this until day of departure. Lucky I checked as I realized that he didn't have a bathing suit on his list. So in addition to sharing our first attempt at packing light, it was useful as a double check. He is now putting his bathing suit in the suitcase even though it won't show up on his list.

We're attempting for the first time to travel light. I know some people attempt to travel light every time they travel. Some succeed and some don't. We've never tried. On this end it worked. I'll let you know how it really works once we get home.


Clothing for him:
Five polo shirts
Four slacks
Five shorts
6 tee shirts
11 pair underwear
Five casual socks
Four dress socks
One pair dress shoes
One pair sandals
One light jacket for cool evenings

Can you believe this all fits in my carry-on?
I'm checking my carry-on and only carrying my camera bag.







Clothing for her:
3 pair pants
1 pair capris  
            Who knew these were invited in Capri?
1 pair shorts
1 sundress
1 black sweater
3 long sleeve shirts
5 short sleeve shirts
4 three-quarter sleeve shirts
10 pair panties
10 pair socks
4 bras
1 pair shoes
1 pair sneakers
1 pair flip flops
1 pair pajamas
1 "winter" jacket"
1 bathing suit
(Plus what I'm wearing on the plane: jeans, 3/4 sleeve shirt, socks, panties, bra, sneakers and a sweatshirt)

Toiletries and personal items (for her only - he didn't share his list)
comb & brush
medications
reading glasses
sunglasses
passport holder (to wear around my neck or around my waist)
nail clipper
tweezers
emery board
toothbrush/toothpaste
shampoo
sunscreen
deodorant
face wash
make up/make up remover

Electronics:
camera with extra lenses
battery charger
4 SD cards (32 gig each)
iPad card reader
iPad
iPad charger
iPhone
iPhone charger
cigarette lighter USB connector
FitBit charger

Other:
passport
2 credit cards
1 debit card
1 driver's license
itinerary notes
Q&A book (like my little diary)
notebook This is the only thing that I couldn't fit into my camera bag in my attempt to travel light. I printed itinerary notes on one side only so I will use the backs of the itinerary pages in place of a notebook. I like to keep track of what we do while we're out and about.

I am hoping there will be ample Wifi time to keep this blog up-to-date while we're away. Check back in a few days to see.

After years of talking and months of planning,
we're off... Ciao!

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Better late than never

Finances matter. A lot. At home and abroad. Not only do we need funds to pay for our trip, all of our bills need to be paid while we're away. That's what today was all about.

While Lou worked on out at-home finances, I researched (albeit a bit late in the game) which of our credit cards should be using. The foreign transaction fees that some banks charge is amazing. $5 plus 3%. Let's not even bring Euros into this. But if a hotel costs $100 for one night, if paying by credit card, which we plan to do, we'd be paying $108 for that one night. Add up all the times we plan to use a credit card and we'd be spending hundreds of dollars more for our trip if we used our Bank of America Visa which is our primary card at home. Luckily we already have a Chase United MileagePlus Explorer card which has no foreign transaction fees.

What about cash? We'll have some cash in our pockets as we take off. One of our hotels requires cash payment at the end of our stay. How will we handle that? I'd email the hotel asking how other guests handle this cash payment. I got a prompt informative response. Some folks purchase euros at home and carry them in their wallets to Italy. Others take piles of Euros out of the ATM each day. The next shock was the fee that both our debit cards charged. Today we opened an account at Charles Schwab because their ATM card carries no fees. In fact, if the bank that owns the ATM charges a fee, Chuck will refund the fees.

Are we set? Not quite yet. But we're on our way.

 

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

I saw this on TV

We watch a lot of Food TV and Cooking Channel in this house. Other than some HGTV, we probably don't watch much of anything else. The other night when I'd missed the show I planned to watch, I noticed a show on Cooking Channel called Giada in Paradise: Capri. Since we've been considering a day trip to Capri, I figured this would be a good show to watch.

Well, now that I've seen the show, I want to spend days and nights in Capri! At this point in time, I'm playing around with our itinerary a little bit. We're considering cutting our trip to the south of Rome short a day so at we'll get a a few more daylight hours in Capri as well as an overnight. After checking with a friend, she recommended 2 nights in Capri which I just don't think we can swing without me changing a lot more things. Hmm, something to consider. Just when I thought everything was planned out just so...

Update... we're double-booked, awaiting confirmation from our hotel in Sorrento that we can shorten our stay there by one night.

As of today, September 16th, our itinerary has two nights in Anacapri confirmed. (And Expedia was a pleasure to work with on the phone when changing our reservations.)

Thursday, September 10, 2015

We have the best neighbors!

Understand that we don't live close to the airport. Not close to any airport.

We've been investigating options for getting ourselves to the airport besides spending most of the morning of our departure driving 45 minutes north of our house to rent a car that we can return to the airport. It's a time consuming option and for this trip, it doesn't seem as inexpensive as it sometimes is.

Then there's the trip home. We leave Milan at 10:30AM, connect in JFK, then arrive back in Orlando at 7PM. We will be in zero shape to drive ourselves home from the airport. But after being away so long, we don't want to have to spend a night in a hotel at the airport (nor do we want to spend the money).

Lou asked several neighbors how they get back and forth to the airport.

"Let me check our calendar and I'll get back to you. If we're free, we'll take you."

As I said, best neighbors! Now we're trying to figure out what we should bring them home from Italy.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

To Do List - A little over 3 weeks until departure

Item #1: Confirm and pay for pizza tour

A lot of credit goes to the patience of Elisabeth at Italy Hotline Custom and Gourmet Tours. As of today, our Historical Neapolitan Pizza Tour is booked and paid for. Finally! A driver will pick us up at our hotel in Sorrento, drive us to Naples to meet our pizza tour guide, remain at our disposal during our 4+ hours in Naples and then return us safely to our hotel in Sorrento early that evening. After hearing a few too many horror stories about how unsafe Naples is, and knowing how I need to be the "brave one" whenever we're taking public transportation in New York where Lou thinks it's so dangerous and I feel it's relatively safe, I figured that having a hired driver and car will be a lot less stressful for both of us. (Not to mention that when we were in Italy in 2010, one of our very best days was the day we had a driver and car.)



Item #2: Order SD cards for photo taking

After much thought, I decided to go with 4 32-gig SD cards for our trip. I think that 32-gig should be more than ample for all the photos I plan to take in a given week. I hope! I plan to take a lot of photos! 32-gig is the max that my iPad card reader can handle. I always worry about cards going bad and me losing all my photos. We had a deal from Tiger Direct so I ordered the cards from there today and they should arrive by the end of the week.

Item #3: Figure out what kind of jacket I'll need - and buy it!

This isn't done yet. I'm really not sure what to get. Since we are traveling from north to south, the temperature highs and lows should remain fairly constant throughout our trip, with highs in the upper 60s to low 70s and overnight lows in the mid 40s to upper 50s. I need a jacket, I need something that's not bulky to carry, and I want it to look a whole lot nicer than the oversized Lands End fleece that I wear at home when we have temperatures like that. Would one of those jackets that rolls up to fit in a pocket - that's good for really low temperatures - make sense? The jury is out on that one.

Item #4: Buy several solid color tops

Also not done yet. I'm really trying to pack light this time so everything I take should be completely mix and match. Where should I purchase them from? I'm very particular. I like v-necks, I'd prefer tunic length. Looking around online, I haven't found anything I like.

Item #5: Figure out how to amass the amount of Euros needed for the one hotel that requires cash payment at the end of our stay

I emailed the agriturismo this morning asking how most travelers from the U.S. handle this. Lou and I looked at purchasing Euros online through Bank of America. Not a bad deal... but do we really want to be carrying around that amount of cash for the first 10 days of our trip? I think not. I will await a response from the agriturismo and then try to come up with a plan.

Item #6: Notify our credit cards that we'll be in Italy

Lou alerted his two credit card companies and I'll contact mine perhaps as soon as when I publish this post.

Item #7: Develop a packing list

Look for this in a blog post to come.

Item #8: Clear my iPhone of unnecessary photos

My iPhone is going to be my "point and shoot" camera for this trip

Item #9: Add an international plan to Lou's cell phone

We probably should do this sooner rather than later, but I'd kind of like to wait and hear Apple's announcements on the new iPhones (6s and 6s+) that are being made at the end of the week. Not likely that I'd be able to get my hands on one so quickly but... I am dying of curiosity. Plus I'd love a phone that holds a charge longer than half a day and has room for plenty more photos! (Yes, I plan to take a lot of photos.)

Item #10: Schedule bills to be paid in our absence

We've been working on that already and seem to be in a good place

Item #11: Figure out what I'm missing from my To Do List!

I suppose it's too late to start a diet to lose all the weight I'm at risk of gaining while in Italy. <sigh>