CHAPTER 12
Our last day in Varenna started as many do in little Italian lake side villages… with an auto club rally of Ferrari owners taking over the main plaza! Shiny red cars were crowded into every available space, while their pretentious owners, trying to look un-pretentious in their blue jeans and polo shirts, walked around admiring each other’s mechanical superbia. I can’t talk though, because not only was I walking around admiring their superbia as well, but I was also snapping photos like some country bumkin from ‘Merica who had never seen a prancing horse on a yellow shield before. Well, they must have realized the bumbling tourist was getting far too close to their polished paint jobs, because before I even had the chance to ask one of the drivers if I could get some shots of the inside, they had all jumped into their cars, revved their engines, and sped off down the road to their next rally point.
We decided to take it really easy that day, not that you could get much easier than our normal travel routine, and made our way down to the village lido, or swimming beach. We had to pay to get in, and then pay some more to rent chairs and umbrellas, but for a long day of relaxing in the Italian sun on the shores of Lago di Como, it was well worth it. That night, as a continuation of the festival, the town had set up a stage for some live music, though it was pretty awful, and a mobile pizza oven, which was the exact opposite of awful! And to really cement it as our favorite pizza in all of Italy, the old guy behind the counter even gave Kacey a lesson on tossing the pies!
The next morning it was hard to get up and out the door to meet our train, possibly from all the pizza and cheap wine we had had the night before, but I think more probably because we all loved it their so much and had no desire to leave. But, that is the blessing and the curse of being a traveler, you get to see and experience so many amazing places, but in the end, you always have to leave- else you wouldn’t be a traveler any longer. Lucky for us, we were headed somewhere equally as awesome- perhaps not as picturesque, but way more exotic… we were on our way to Turkey!
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