Monday 28th Sep
I am exhausted, we went on a long hike to the peak of Cima Vezzena, 1400 metres to 2000 metres, a roundtrip of 4 hours. Very peaceful in the forest, saw no others at all except when I was taking a whizz to the side of the track. Murphy's law!
On the way home called into the Farmacia for some quickease, after a good look around the shop, I tried to explain to the chemist, indigestion... and he started to talk to me in french, (obviously didn't recognise my attempt at Italian) -2 very confused individuals. He finally chose a box out of one his many drawers - for those not in the know - Italian chemists seem to keep all the medications in a wall of little builtin drawers - Dio bon, it's like a different country!
I'm hoping like crazy this stuff works as I have been experiencing some discomfort with the rich food... for example dinner tonight was fried cheese - 2 pieces of cheese with pancetta in between with pepperonata - a Trentino dish. Ok, I chose it I could have had a salad!
About this town of Arsiero, population 3500 approx. When we have our predinner drink in the bar, all the workers call in for a drink on the way home. Now, instead of a beer as in Australia, the Italian worker relaxes with a campari or a prosecco. Very strange to see burly men in their work clothes (not suit and tie!) knocking back these girly drinks.
Arsiero has been saved economically by the Forgerossi factory getting a longterm contract to manufacture the titanium components for Rolls Royce jet engines... yes here in the middle of nowhere!
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| View from our Arsiero Hotel terrace |
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| Asiago church |
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| Herdsman moving cows in altopiano near Asiago, cow bells deafening |
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| Frank and I in front of WW1 Austrohungarian fort |
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| Funghi on a dead tree in the forest, saw some huge ones |
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| View to valley towns from Cima Vezzana |
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| House built by Frank's great grandfather in Caltrano, |
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