About to go off my nut because the wifi is stuffed. I can only email and blog from downstairs in the restaurant and am starting to wonder if that is on purpose because I had dinner down there last night while I did my shit and it cost 31 euro. Quite expensive, and the tirimusu was not worth it. I left a note with Sameh the manager, as a final resort asking him to turn everything wifi off and back on again. When I have verbally asked he just smiled, I don't think he knows what I am talking about.
I also left a note for the cleaning girl, asking for toilet paper every day and for her to empty the rubbish every day. I came back today and everything is lovely. Room clean and tidy. Wifi working on phone but not on tablet. One out of two aint bad. I will go downstairs and send emails and write my blog but tonight I am NOT buying dinner, I don't need anything to eat. I found a fabulous bar run by a nonna and she makes fabulous spritz and free pizza with it. Different to the 'happy hour' I had after Bellaggio - but I am jumping ahead of myself ...
Found la posta questa settimana so can now post some things home. Will pack them and send off tomorrow on my way to Switzerland or Friday morning. Then miandered my way around Como back-medieval streets until the fast ferry to Bellaggio.
Took some great photos but they are all through the window, the fast ferry is all enclosed. No drama, the view is gob smacking.
Got to Bellaggio and walked up and up and up laneways, past many galleries and checked out many paintings, many silk scarves, many little shops and found a teeny tiny place where I ate heaps for 7 euro including wine, then needed il bagno but there were three very LOUD American women needing the 'bathroom' so had espresso while I waited. (Are Americans deaf???). (The neighbours might think I am, I just found Avanti un Altra!!).
I strolled around Bellaggio for a few hours then had about half an hour before the ferry, that was when it got hilariously intersting!!!!! I found a park bench on the prominade with a woman sitting on it. She had a back-pack on it next to her but there was still space for me to sit. I said 'scusi signora' and she ignored me, so I went to sit down. Then she said 'my husband is sitting there'. After her prentending to be deaf, I pretended to be Italian. I nodded and pointed, si signora, uno, due, tre, indicating where three people could sit. She sighed and moved the bag and I sat at the end of the seat. She blew her nose a ripper and I sniggered, then she sniffed and her nose gave a little whistle and again I sniggered. After a few minutes her husband came along with two gelati. He said 'that is my seat' (remembering I am up one end of the seat, his wife up the other and space in the middle for him). I smiled and again pointed and said uno, due, tre. He then almost sat on top of me, pushing me almost off the seat. I laughed and said 'oh you ARE fat' (we would have all fitted) and he said "fuck you" and I said "oh, you are also a gentleman with manners". They ate their gelato muttering away in I think dutch or german. As it got closer to ferry time, I got up and smiled at them and said 'buon giorno" he said 'fuck off', she said nothing and I laughed. And took their photo to spread on facebook. What else could I do. Idiot!
Coming back on the ferry I think the driver may have had a liquid lunch. A couple of times we leaned over quite a lot, and at one stage we had to stop in the middle of nowhere until he got it all straight then off we went again. A few people let out a little 'ohhhhh'. We even went over a few 'bumps' which was a bit strange considering we were on a smooth lake.
As we were going along, I saw one place where cable cars were going up the side of the mountain - like the funicular only cable cars. I am going to have a go at that on Friday! I will get the ferry to the town Friday then find out how to get on the cable car. Looks like fun. Might be a bit scarey but it looked fab.
I got back to Como and went into a gelato/bar and asked for a spritz. The waitress offered me 'happy hour'. For $10 you get a spritz plus snacks to eat. I said okay, but 'no carne'. No meat. My drink came. Thanks. The snacks came. A bread roll with salmon. Some other bits and pieces and a couple of fried somethings that had anchoves in them. I called the signorina over, said sorry but these have meat. She said meat is beef.
I said meat is beef, chicken, pork, fish, anything that comes from any sort of animal is meat.
I left there after them trying to charge me 10 euro, I paid 8 euro and left there making sure I made a lot of noise about paying 8 euro, walked along the prominade and found a fab bar run by a nonna who makes a fab spritz and offers pieces of pizza to go with it.
I left there with a 'ci vediamo domani'.
Tomorrow Switzerland ...
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