What a day.
What a beautiful place
But what a day!
I slept very well in a very comfy big single bed, went down stairs and had some breakfast - HUGE spread, and mentioned to the young signorina that I need some toilet paper please. She smiled and said ok I will tell my colleague. I went back to my room and got myself organised for the day, came back down and asked if my room would be cleaned today because I need clean towels and I need toilet paper please. Si signora.
Then I went out. I walked along the prominade for about an hour, there was hardly a soul about, too early (it was 10am). I stopped off at the chemist and got something to repel the mozzies, I am being eaten alive and have lovely attractive red spots all down my nose and now am getting some across my cheek. Gave the pharmacist a 20 he gave me change of a 10, I said I gave you 20 to which he starts flailing his arms around and then gave me the rest of my change.
Then I got on the funicular. I sat with an Aussie couple in case I got a bit scared. I didn't get scared, it was fabulous. I have some fab photos. Walked around the little village way up the top of the mountain, wondered if I was getting dizzy because surely the air would be thinner up there, went for coffee before I got the funicular back down to the bottom and the guy in the bar tried to get me to sit at the table, which at first I did, then I thought hang on!! So I went into the bar and said how much for coffee alla tavola 3.50 euro, how much al bar 1.50 euro. I will have it al bar per favore! I know it's only two euro, but it's the way they go about it. Came back down the funicular then walked to the other side of Como to the station and the ladies in the info office were lovely with advice about where to go in Switzerland for lunch - haha how does that sound - go to Switzerland for lunch!! Le donne were fab and I have my ticket, and my ticket to Bergamo for when I go there Saturday. Il signore bigliette seller thought I was pazza perche il bigliette e' va bene per due messi, yeah, but I want my tickets please. Got em.
Came back into town and had lunch, I ordered faccacino pomodoro - expecting a tomato facaccia, no, I got a pizza base with delicious fresh tomatoes on top, plus a couple of obligatory vino.
So, it's 1.30 in the afternoon in Como, what will I do next. I know, I will get on a ferry. After a couple of vino.
Went to the ticket office and asked for a return ticket to Torno. Perfetto. The ferry leaves every half hour. After sitting for an hour and a half and no ferry I finally spoke up. Scusi signore, che ora il nave a Torno.
Ahhhh dickhead. You are at ponto 4. You need to be at ponto 5 NOW SIGNORA!! so, off I go, got on the ferry and sat there for a couple of hours, absolutely loving it while the ferry pulled in to five other little villages before turning around and coming back to Como. I could've got off at Torno for a couple of hours but it was lovely on the ferry so just did the return trip.
Back on dry land, miander around for a while, find the big old church in the piazza, and could hear the guy playing piano accordian so found him and his big beautiful dog and gave him a hand full coins. Next thing the fucker starts jabbering on in Italian at me and I'm saying no capisco, Australiana, no capisco, parlo inglese and then I figured out what the fucker was saying. He was saying that I can afford to pay to stay in accommodation, give him more money. Well I was wayyyyy pissed at this because I had given him more coins that I have given anyone else and then the fucker was asking for more. I moved on because if I had stayed I would have given him one in the kisser!
Found my way back to my room, sorted the whole toilet paper fiasco, am now downstairs in the restaurant where the wifi works, and will have my dinner soon after I email the mother, upload photos to facebook and enjoy a couple more vino, prosecco is the drink of choice at the moment!
Tomorrow I think I will Bellagio it, if I can find the correct ferry ...
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