Category Archives: Our trip to Italy 2013

Well, it’s Friday morning and we are all packed up waiting for our landlady to come and check us out of our last Tuscan villa.  We will leave for Rome airport Hilton, our final destination before flying out early tomorrow … Continue reading →

Seriously………………………………do we look fetching or what?????

The Camanoescapers are losing steam.  Today is Wednesday and we leave for home on Saturday.  Our energy level is probably at an all time low.  Our spirits are doing well and the laughter and jokes just keep on coming.  After … Continue reading →

Our trusty Garmin with the voice of Lucille (we’ve named her and that’s a whole “nother” story), led us without incident to the village of Civita di Bagnoregio.  This little village had its origins and was first settled during the … Continue reading →

Here’s hoping our Garmin will lead us to this hillside village.  Looks pretty amazing and is supposed to be about 45-50 minutes from here.

We woke up this morning and decided it was time to do laundry.  Finding that the Italian washing machines seem to have a minimum of a three hour cycle time, I chose to do our laundry by hand.  Not so … Continue reading →

Although there is no defense for stupidity, I will point out that my Italian lessons did not cover the term Zanzariera.  As I walked out to the car and met Doug with my “Cheshire cat grin” (see Ahhh…shopping in Italy … Continue reading →

Well, you’ve no doubt read several posts about our shopping experiences (expeditions?) in a number of Italian cities on this blog.  Today we took on the task of shopping for dinner ingredients among other things at the “supermarket” just down … Continue reading →

Leaving Sorrento Saturday morning early, we had to catch a shuttle to take us to Naples.  Everyone voted and all decided that a repeat of the Circumvesuviana train (the pickpocket train) was an experience that we did not necessarily have … Continue reading →

As you’ve seen in previous posts, we made some new friends in Sorrento.  My usual M.O. is to make jokes and stretch the truth whenever possible, but now its time to be a little serious.  I came to Italy with … Continue reading →