I’m very sleepy as I write this but I would be remiss not to document the events of today. As per mention in a previous post, today was the day trip to Lake Como. There’s something so interesting about waking up and falling asleep in one country, but spending most of your day in another. Four of us traveled together by train, bus, and foot to experience a little of Italy. We took a train all the way to the last city in Switzerland before the Italian border and literally walked across into the city of Como. Never has entering another country been so easy. No one so much as glanced at us as we walked through the scantily guarded “security check.” Upon arriving in the new country we stumbled around a bit until we figured out how to get to city center by bus.
Upon arriving at what we presume to be the center we formulated a plan. A beautiful church lay a stone’s throw from where the bus dropped us. But, alas, the lake was equally as close and there lay a plethora of restaurants beckoning us with the delicious smell of Italian food. We decided to fuel up before taking Como by storm. We located the perfect dining establishment as we were taking some quality photos to document the day. All of us wanted pizza and a little wine to celebrate. Upon looking at the menu the waitress had to pick all our jaws up off the floor, as we couldn’t believe the prices of the food and drink. Zurich is by no means cheap and these prices were deceptively low. Why only get 1/4 litre of wine when for only 1 Euro more you could have 1/2 litre? So that’s what we all got– 1/2 litre of wine. My goodness, what were we thinking!? We sat at our sidewalk table, soaking in the sun, for close to two hours working away at our jumbo-sized pizzas and small barrels of wine. It was blissful. The temperature hovered just over 50 degrees, which is downright hot for us, and the sun shone on our pasty (but now rosy-cheeked) faces.
As we glanced out over the lake we noticed a variety of water crafts cruising the waves. No doubt fueled by the wine, we were struck with the brilliant idea to rent a paddleboat and burn some kcals from lunch. We slowly made our way over the docks to inquire about our master plan. For the outrageously low price of 16 Euros we could propel ourselves around the lake in one of these boats. So we did what any 4 sensible girls would do on their day off– we got a bottle of wine, four to-go cups and jumped in a boat. (At this point we are probably starting to sound like drunks, which we most certainly are not. We know our limits. Trust me.) I personally never powered the boat, but from what the other three said, it was good exercise. And as a passenger it was great fun! Lots of laughs and more pictures were taken out on the lake.
Going into the day I knew I would need to get my hands on some gelato, so that was are next stop. I almost, almost forgot how good gelato is. I haven’t had the good stuff since I studied abroad 2 1/2 years ago, and man was it, and the sugar coma I feel into on the train later, worth it. Just so delicious. We finally ambled our way over to the church we saw upon arriving and took even more pictures. We also found ourselves at an outdoor market around the corner, where I decided I needed to help support the local economy with the purchase of two beautiful pairs of earrings.
It was a great day, surrounded by great people and lots of fun. I loved being back in Italy, if only for a few hours. And the change of scenery was much needed and appreciated. But, the best is yet to come, because… Mom is currently on a plane, on her way here!! WAHOO!!