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Archive for May, 2009
Happy Mother’s Day (Happy Birthday Stephen)
May 10th, 2009Lowered Heart Rate
May 9th, 2009May 9th
Today we went over to a neighboring town called Varenna. It was a beautiful town, but much more traffic and busyness than Bellagio We went walking to explore the town, with an ultimate desired destination of a little beach or swimming. Although I already had stuck my hand into Lake Como, I kinda wanted to actually put my legs and/or body in. Spoiler alert: I would be denied.
I had read about a couple of swimming locations in my Rick Steeves book. We set off in one direction and we walked miles. We saw a great bit of the town, and even a town next door. It was very pretty. Everywhere you walk, I would look to my side, and there would be very serene views of water, mountains ,and snow capped peaks. The book said that Lake Como would lower your heart rate and, I must say it is true. It is very peaceful and serene, and very majestic and pretty.
We walked for a long ways, and took lots of pictures. We also saw a beautiful rushing river/waterfall coming down the side of the hill towards the lake.
We turned around and made our way back. We found the first beach the book had mentioned, a little 10×10 rocky patch. We decided to keep walking for the other one, but not before stopping for lunch.
We stopped at a little pizzeria, and ordered their 10E lunch special of a pizza and a salad and some frizzante water. I was a little disappointed that the pizza wasn’t exactly like I remembered. However, the pizza I ate before, was from southern Italy and perhaps it was just a difference of locale.
Although, my disappointment (too strong a word), was tempered because it was very good and delicious. It was an enjoyable lunch, just outside the main town square, near the picturesque old church where weddings were taking place.
After lunch we made it to the other Lido, which was just a big cement slab where you could rent chairs. Even though it was overcast, we still stripped down to our bathing suits (I thought these were European style) and took in whatever sun we could on our white bodies. Well, white except for our noses which burnt a little in the sun on our 2 hour boat ride yesterday. We ate some gelato and took the ferry back to our town.
We soon travelled back to Bellagio, made our way to our hotel and rested.
We have a great view out our hotel window of a really peaceful lake. Our hotel is about a 10 minute walk up and down steep stairs before you get into Bellagio. We are in a town called Pescallo and it is a nice place away from the center of town, therefore we have a room with a lake view on the back side of the peninsula. It is family run and they are really sweet people.
After a little siesta, we headed back towards Bellagio and found our way to an underground-esque wine bar and appetizer restaurant. We had a glass of wine, some lasagna, and Lisa ate some giant olives.
The Man With The Rubber Glove Was Surprisingly Gentle
May 8th, 2009May 8th
Met up with Lisa at the Saronno train station. I was a little worried about meeting at a random trains top since we didn’t really know how big or small the station was.
As it ended up, she was waiting at one end of the train station for 90 minutes and I was at another end for 45 min before our paths crossed. Though, it went surprisngly smooth.
We took the train 40 minute’s to Lake Como. Then we caught a boat that took us slowly town to town for 2 hours before we reached Bellagio. The lake is really peaceful and beautiful.
We walked around all day, burnt our noses in the sun.
Then we had a really pleasant dinner on the waterfront: a half bottle of Montepulciano wine, risotto with perch fillets, minestrone soup, beef filet and tagliatelle with meat sauce. The risotto and the pasta were extremely delicious and the wine was very tasty.
A wonderful day.
Yes Man
May 8th, 2009May 7th, or is it the 8th?
On the plane, watching the movie “Yes Man” and for some reason I started crying at the part when he is on the ledge and they are singing Third Eye Blind.
We should be landing in approx an hour. I hope and pray that me finding the right train, and then me finding lisa goes smoothly!
Zantastic
May 7th, 2009What an odd and interesting day Let me take you back a few weeks though.
I have been losing weight for the past few months because:
- since my knee injury, exercise is very limited. I went from exercising 6 days a week down to zero.
- the last time Juan visited, we did some heavy eating and drinking.
- I wanted to create room for pasta and pizza and wine while I was in Italy.
I dropped around 20 pounds back to the weight I should be. Sometimes I used good ad healthy methods for these results, and sometimes I used poor methods- like cramming for a test and pulling all nighters–you may get results, but you may suffer for it.
The last part of this week I have been increasing my food intake to prepare my body for heavier loads and the last few meals, my body would get a little sick to my stomach.
After I ate Monday night, my stomach started having problems and feeling very nauseous. Come Wednesday I almost called in sick to work, and suffered through the day. I was hoping it was just stress from the trip.
Today, Thursday, I woke up at 4:15 am for my trip. Before Robbie even arrived to pick me up, I had already knelt at the toilet in anticipation of vomit. Fortunately it never came. But it got really bad. A few ties I had to run upstairs. I was nervous that they wouldn’t let me o the flight or worse, that I would be throwing up on the plane.
I had Robbie make na emergency stop at CVS where I picked up a sprite, some zantac and CVS brand antacid.
Just in the nick of time the zantac kicked in. I was partially hoping Robbie would drive slower as I wasn’t ready to be at the airport feeling this way.
I could feel the drug kicking in just before I got there an shortly after I did arrive, I felt a lot better.
But it wasn’t gone. It went through waves all day. Some moments it felt like the ed of the world and at other times I felt great.
I went thru the maximum allowed for a 24 hour period. I’m hoping I survive this flight I am on at the moment.
My flight this morning from San Diego to New Yor, I was in seat B. I had booked each flight to have the aisle seat as I sometimes get a little claustrophobic in tight spaces.
So I get on this flight and to my surprise I am in the middle seat. Fantastic. But this turned out to be one of the couple of good surprises of the day. It happened to be the exit row and the leg room was massive for a coach seat. i sat there, stretched my legs, happy.
I was kept company by a few Cd’s I bought on itunes last night. A couple by the one-man band Coconut Records; the solo live album by Noel Gallagher of Oasis; some Sia; and a little Jason Mraz
I arrived in New York and although I had a very short layover, I went and hung out in the American Airlines Admiral Club. That club is so worth it. You enter the room and it has abn aura ofpeace and calm,m not like the chaos and fear of the terminal.
I got myself a ginger ale and took another zantac. I was feeling nauseous and was hoping for calm to envelop y insides (sadly as I sit on the plane and write this, that hasn’t happened).
(another thing, as I sit here, the lady in front of mejust let the stewardess have it).
I board my flight to Milan and I’m disgusted at first by my row. There was chip debris everywhere. It was like I was i my living room. As wegot closer to take off though, I began to love my seat and row. 5 minutes before take off, and the seat next to me was still vacant.
We pulled away from the gate and I was happy. Despite having and up and down sick day, I’m on an international flight with a full row to myself, drinking some sprite and watching “Yes Man.”
Only about 9 more hours to go and I’ll be in beautiful Lake Como.
Ciao Bello