Sept 4-6, 2012
The next morning we met our Brit friends again at breakfast and talked about home exchanging, the part of England they come from and various travels we all have enjoyed. We said our goodbyes, packed up and headed down the hill and along our route to our next destination, the Aker’s vacation home at Lago di Garda.
Coming out of the mountains, we made a stop in Torino to visit the Automobile Museum. Spent some time wandering around the industrial section of town after we missed a turn and got lost, and finally found the museum. We parked alongside several other cars in a dirt lot, and got scammed by some guy demanding to be paid for “helping” us. He kept hectoring us until Don gave him a 2 euro coin and he went away. Up the stairs to the museum entrance, we noted the hours of operation--daily from 10 am to 5pm. So we tried to pull open the door--locked and dark. It was about noon, so well within the hours, but no one was home. Back to the car. The parking helper was hiding behind another car in the lot, hoping to be undiscovered in our displeasure, but Don sought him out and read him the riot act before we got back into our car and drove away, scammed and dissatisfied with the whole experience.
Back on the road, we drove and drove and drove, stopping for lunch at a roadside café. Don was getting tired, but I am not signed up to drive, so he had to keep going. Once in awhile we stopped in a rest area so he could walk around the car and revive a bit.
Finally we turned off the peage and drove north into the Lago region of Italy. It is still a busy season here and wow! Plenty of tourists driving along the lakeside road. We made our way along the west side of the lake and finally turned off into the Tignale region. Trexie took us up and up, switchback after switchback and finally we found Piovere.
Along the narrow, dusty and rutted lanes we drove, taking the turns prescribed by Trexie and finally she declared that we were there. Hmmmm. There is a big tower to the right, a group of buildings to the left. Trexie says our destination is on the right, but that does not look right. Where are we, where do we want to be?
The next morning we met our Brit friends again at breakfast and talked about home exchanging, the part of England they come from and various travels we all have enjoyed. We said our goodbyes, packed up and headed down the hill and along our route to our next destination, the Aker’s vacation home at Lago di Garda.
Coming out of the mountains, we made a stop in Torino to visit the Automobile Museum. Spent some time wandering around the industrial section of town after we missed a turn and got lost, and finally found the museum. We parked alongside several other cars in a dirt lot, and got scammed by some guy demanding to be paid for “helping” us. He kept hectoring us until Don gave him a 2 euro coin and he went away. Up the stairs to the museum entrance, we noted the hours of operation--daily from 10 am to 5pm. So we tried to pull open the door--locked and dark. It was about noon, so well within the hours, but no one was home. Back to the car. The parking helper was hiding behind another car in the lot, hoping to be undiscovered in our displeasure, but Don sought him out and read him the riot act before we got back into our car and drove away, scammed and dissatisfied with the whole experience.Back on the road, we drove and drove and drove, stopping for lunch at a roadside café. Don was getting tired, but I am not signed up to drive, so he had to keep going. Once in awhile we stopped in a rest area so he could walk around the car and revive a bit.
Along the narrow, dusty and rutted lanes we drove, taking the turns prescribed by Trexie and finally she declared that we were there. Hmmmm. There is a big tower to the right, a group of buildings to the left. Trexie says our destination is on the right, but that does not look right. Where are we, where do we want to be?
I am glad you gave the parking guy 2 euro.
ReplyDeleteWe had the same experience in Fieosle and didn't give the guy any money and came back to a flat tire. 2 euro well spent!! It's a bummer, but better than the alternative. Really ruined a whole day for us...