This morning the window shutters at Roberto’s worked so well that I slept until 7am. The room was the antithesis of Giuseppena’s. Hard concrete floor, spare modern decor, and an ensuite! It was on the 5th floor of a very nice stone building with a cavernous ground floor, marble stairs, and one of those tiny lifts where you open an external door then 2 internal doors to get into the lift, close them all again to get moving, do it all again at the destination. Almost easier to just run up the 5 flights. Continue reading “Day 09, Tuesday, Caserta”
Day 08, Monday, La Spezia
I’m sitting in a laundrette in La Spezia right now, so I may as well write this. This morning Guiseppena served me a traditional Italian breakfast of fruit, prosciutto, cheese, bread, croissant with cherry jam, juice and coffee. It was a work of art, but I could not get through it all. Continue reading “Day 08, Monday, La Spezia”
Day 07, Sunday, La Spezia
Breakfast at the Best Western was typical of a chain hotel, not like a BnB. It was OK. My friends left for the airport. I walked into the village looking for an ATM. I wasn’t even going to get on the bike without cash. The first ATM Google indicated turned out to be within a bank that was closed and locked for the weekend. The owner of the Gelati shop next door directed me to another one 500m away. Continue reading “Day 07, Sunday, La Spezia”
Day 06, Saturday, Milan
Unfortunately the wifi had not been working. My phone could see the router, but the router could not see the internet. I had trouble telling the hotel management about the problem. Anne had found me an old Italian phrase book, circa 1968 but it didn’t have a phrase for “the wifi isn’t working”. A phone call to the provider fixed it while I was checking out. Continue reading “Day 06, Saturday, Milan”