A great start to the summer of 2007; two weeks in Italy touring from Venice across to Nice (France) via Florence. For anyone that wants to know about it, read on...
Our adventures began in Venice with extremely little knowledge of the Italian language. Managed to get a local bus from where we we staying out-of-town to Pizzale Roma where we boarded a vaporetta for our first ever trip down the Grand Canal. Venice is amazing with its vast network of intricate canals, rios, rio terras etc. (there is a whole hierachy of street classification) providing many opportunites to lose ourselves in the city. Went to see all the typical sights, both day and night time - Piazza San Marco, Basilica di San Marco, Ponte di Rialto... Took in some of Peggy Guggenheim's modern art collection which included works by Dali, Bacon, Picasso, Ernst and Kandinsky. To get a dramatic vista of the city we went to Isola di San Giorgio Maggiore and went up the bell tower of the chiesa (church). Found a recommended pizzeria in Campo Santa Margherita which sold the biggest pizzas we had ever seen for a bargainous €8! Ventured out to the outer islands of Burano (famous for its lace industry and bright-coloured pastel buildings) and Torcella (home to the 7th century Cattedrale di Santa Maria Assunta). Also visited the Lido, which had the tackiest beach ever! We decided to head back townwards to get some tea and ended up on cocktails - mistake! I ordered a strawberry vodka one, little did I know it was actually going to be half a pint of vodka with some strawberries floating in it - yuk! It required a joint effort to get rid of that one! Dined at Trattoria alla Madonna, which is a marvelous fish restaurant down an alley near the Rialto bridge.
From Venice we hired a Punto, not a Panda like the other 50% of the population, and headed for Florence negotiating the crazy Italian drivers and the just as crazy Italian road system with their no regard for speed limits and a reluctantness of wanting to provide any kind of directional road signs! We stayed on top of the hill near Pizzale Michelangelo, so had a good deal of steps to climb whenever we returned from the city. Went to dine at Trattoria Sostanza, a tiny restaurant down a back street which had been reviewed in the paper -the food was awesome, and everything was very traditional feeling. Fletch had the best steak he's EVER had there. Obviously we had to go see the Duomo, and climbed its hundereds of steps to see the paintings by Girogio Vesari and Frederico Zuccaro close-up. The city panoramas from the top of the duomo were spectacular. Wandered around Firenze's many streets looking at yet more architecturally amazing churches, buildings and statues, and then queued for the Uffezi gallery. Can't really say we were all that impressed - much of the same in every room (religious art depictions) and it got a bit tiresome. However, the shear scale of many of the paintings was pretty impressive, but much like the paintings we had seen in every church we had been in.
Next, cruised around Tuscany in our trusty Fiat. Loads of beautiful Tuscan towns were to be found as well as guidance from our book of lies (the lonely planet - it tends to get things wrong quite a bit of the time). Siena, a Medievel town to the south of Florence was where we witnessed a pigeon death in the Fonte Gaia (Happy fountain) of all places! We thought it was being clever and had actually evolved to swim like a duck, but no it was just trying not to sink, then it drowned itself very quickly when it drifted under a waterjet. Poor thing. On the subject of death, the cathedral in Siena was set to have one of the biggest duomos in Italy until the towns population was severely reduced in numbers by the plague! Ok, next a drive through the endless pretty vineyards and olive groves to San Giminignano, what the Tuscans call "a medieval manhatten" with its 14 (once approx 70) towers where we saw a classic Italian stereotypical image of old men sitting on the side of the street in a row. By this time we needed some dinner so decided to head to Greve in Chianti (one of the best marketed wine regions in the country) via quick stops in Sambuca (novelty factor) and Montefioralle (really pretty village). In Greve, Michel enticed us into his ristorante (Il Cantina) claiming we would not find food anywhere better in town! We ordered the biggest Calzones in the world (maybe) which contained at least a pack of ham each! We did get free aperitifs, cake and liqueurs for some reason (maybe because we went on thurs and they were shut on fridays) - so all in all a bargainous dinner!
From Florence we got stuck in a very slow traffic jam enroute to our lastminute bargain of a villa in Margione (Nr Altopescia). We wanted to go to Pisa first so when we finally got there (again, don't ever expect the leaning tower, one of Italy's top 10 attractions, to be signposted) we ended up parking about 10metres away from it. Sceptical about the lack of parking restriction signs we quickly went to take a photo, get a panini for lunch and headed on to our villa. We soon found we had picked up a super deal - the converted farmhouse villa was lovely, with a nice garden. There was an abnormally high number of electricity pylons in the area - but that didn't bother us, we were more concerned for the dogs next door which started howling in time with the church bells (stupido!).
Based in the villa, we explored Lucca and the Cinque Terre national park where we walked between four villages along the gorgeous coastline. Took a drive along the Serchio river between the Apuane and Garafagnana mountains to Castelnuovo del Garafagnana (not worth a visit - a tiny town with too much traffic) and promptly left to try our luck at a restaurant in Bagni di Lucca which the book of lies said would be closed on a tues peak-season. We chanced our luck at it lying - it wasn't. We had lunch over the road. I think this place is home to the Tuscan mafia - some shadey looking characters lurking around.
After a nice relaxing stay in our villa it was time to head along the coast to San Remo; a long drive through tunnel after tunnel, which reminded me of Rollcage (if only you could drive on the ceiling and freeze-slow the cars infront; would have made the journey immensely interesting). Remo was ok. Had a few hours to look around the town before catching a train to Nice. An evening in France with our French expertise meant a slightly better understanding of what people were saying. Took an evening stroll through the Parc de la Colline du Chateau to get a great view of the city and a quick sit on the plage before happy houring it on cocktails then getting some nice French cuisine.
Ended the trip with Easyjet delaying our flight which they blamed on a 15minute downpour of rain. We got home fine and are now missing the sunshine and warmth of the Med. Until next time...