day 3 part 1
Riva e Limone
(otherwise known as
Smart Cards, Smart Toilets and You)
We awake to another glorious day in Italy. So warm that I don shorts knowing that we will be lounging by lake La Garda today. After espresso and bread for breakfast we again hop into Martin's van for the quick trek to Riva Sul Garda. Arriving in Riva we concur that it would be a good idea to go to the bathroom. We spy a bus station and Z asks the man at the ticket booth about bathrooms. He hands Z a card...a SmartCard.
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| Here is the SmartCard machine... |
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| ...that no amount of rubbing, smearing, waving, praying or demanding with the SmartCard will cause the bathroom to open |
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| Finally the bathroom door flings open revealing this monstrosity...this assault against my delicate senses. I could hear the boys laughing at me outside while I tried to balance...oh, it is too gory to describe. |
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| It is difficult to explain to three grown men who are presently guffawing in such a manner as to render the witness unsure of their mental stability that, in fact, this is merely water splashed up from the sink whilst washing hands. |
All bodily functions humorously taken care of, we happily stroll onto the banks of La Garda in the city of Riva. I can't describe to you the fragrance of orange and lemon blossoms mixed with the breeze coming off the lake. We walked around Riva, taking in the sights. Stopped for a great lunch of sandwiches, bought some clementines from a farmers' market and took in a tour of "Reptiland" the all poisonous reptile zoo. Very cool. I managed to irritate a puff adder and a cobra. The Mamba was the coolest specimen thay had.
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| La Garda |
We then decided to take a ferry to another village located on the coast of La Garda and reachable only by ferry. So off to Limone sul Garda!!!
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| Our Ferry coming to give us a ride to Limone |
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| Comune di Limone |
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| Martin and Zdeněk try their hand at rock climbing in Limone |
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| Matin's amazing transforming pants |
We walked through the streets of Limone, olive groves and lemons trees. Everywhere there were lemons for sale...huge ones, too!
Then it was off to the beach for some sunbathing. There were hardly any tourists yet. Z told me that in the summer he wouldn't touch this place with a ten foot pole. But we hit it exactly right, no tourists and perfect weather...not too hot, just right.
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| the water was uber cold |
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| Heading back to Riva |
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| Martin is an avid windsurfer...this made him pine... |
Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes,
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows,
Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes,
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows,
Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
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