The view from Villa Monastero.
The gardens at Villa Monastero.
It started to sprinkle an hour or so into our visit, so we decided to head into town for lunch. We found a covered seating area at Nilus Bar that was exactly what we’d hoped for. While we ate, a few ducks wandered right up to us begging for crumbs. Liz saved some bread and fed them once we’d finished. Before heading back to our hotel, we stopped into Varenna’s internet café one last time, where we chatted with the same lady we’d been practicing our Italian with since arriving two days prior. Shortly after, we grabbed a taxi and headed to the train station to catch our ride to Milan.
From Milan, we took a bus to Malpensa airport. We ate a small meal and a yummy tiramisu in the airport before calling the shuttle to our hotel nearby. In the cab, Mom burped and we all started to laugh when she asked if it smelled like garlic. Liz, Mom, and I then devised a plot for a game show. “What did I have for dinner? Guess this burp!” We laughed so hard that we must have sounded drunk. We were still pretty slap happy when we got into our swank hotel, so we ended up taking funny photos with bathroom props and a mysterious pole in our rooms. We finally called it a night, knowing we had to get up at 4:00 am to catch our flights home.
It started to sprinkle an hour or so into our visit, so we decided to head into town for lunch. We found a covered seating area at Nilus Bar that was exactly what we’d hoped for. While we ate, a few ducks wandered right up to us begging for crumbs. Liz saved some bread and fed them once we’d finished. Before heading back to our hotel, we stopped into Varenna’s internet café one last time, where we chatted with the same lady we’d been practicing our Italian with since arriving two days prior. Shortly after, we grabbed a taxi and headed to the train station to catch our ride to Milan.
From Milan, we took a bus to Malpensa airport. We ate a small meal and a yummy tiramisu in the airport before calling the shuttle to our hotel nearby. In the cab, Mom burped and we all started to laugh when she asked if it smelled like garlic. Liz, Mom, and I then devised a plot for a game show. “What did I have for dinner? Guess this burp!” We laughed so hard that we must have sounded drunk. We were still pretty slap happy when we got into our swank hotel, so we ended up taking funny photos with bathroom props and a mysterious pole in our rooms. We finally called it a night, knowing we had to get up at 4:00 am to catch our flights home.
Leaving Italy on a classy note...
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