When we last left you, the group had assembled and found a place by the water (and near the bar) to relax. That was the order of the day for the jet-lagged arrivers. Amy & Brock had the good sense to go for a nap…the rest wanted some exercise, so we went back to that gorgeous “Lungolago” lakeside trail with the others.
Once we headed back, the call of the beds, attacked the group. Off they went until we were summoned by a call –
the standard Nancy “be-oh-weep” call – by Cindy, down on the wall by the pool with her itinerary…she was calling a meeting at the bar.
We gathered at our Headquarters bar and reviewed the plans – dinner here at the Hotel tonight and a trip to Lake Maggiore tomorrow after Mother’s Day breakfast.
While we were in our “meeting” a couple of geese started doing “the wild thing” on the veranda near the pool…
some were flabbergasted – look at Sky’s expression.
The boys kind of liked it, I think…here are the two Michaels.
Later, when most of the crowd left to change for dinner, the geese came over to the table to maybe try to bum a cigarette or two.
Dinner was wondrously served by an open window with the lake view. Nice Barbera D’Alba wine again from the Piedmont region here. A lightning storm concentrated in one cloud down to our south is an interesting way to end the evening. It helps to have a professional photo man along (thanks, Mr. Brock) as Michael went out later with his travel tripod and took this spectacular shot with the Isla San Giulio featured as well.
Then Sunday dawned with spectacular weather and the group all over their sleep deficit for the time being.
We gathered in Nancy’s room for some gifts and cards that brought a tear to our eyes and pleased the Mother. Of course, the other Mother’s were without their kids today, but it has been a while for Nancy to be surrounded and it feels very special to every one assembled.
We had a date with Fabio, our driver, to go about an hour away to Stresa on the shore of Lake Maggiore.
Some touring of the Borromeo Islands by boat was on the agenda. But now, I am out of time for today and can’t seem to catch up to our Maggiore story. I’ll tell you about our guide, Terry, and the two islands later. For those in Philadelphia, Saint Charles Borromeo is the hero of this next chapter…he was born on the Lake in 1538 and was quite a guy and has the Seminary on City Line and Lancaster Avenues named for him. He started the formal education of clergy as a major life’s accomplishment and had an Uncle who was Pope and he himself a Cardinal and heir to some of the Medici wealth. The family Borromeo still collects money from everyone who touches them, be it tour guides, fishermen, store owners or others near their ancestral homes and castles here.
On to the vine rossi in town at Locanda di Orta restaurant. Arrivederci.