Thursday, October 10, 2019

2019 Girls' Trip to Italy (Trip Recap, Days 9,10)

This week La Dolce Vita Travels is publishing a series of posts recapping our Girls' Trip to Italy. I do this for several reasons: as a means of transcribing my travel journal, to share our trip with all those who have been asking how it went, and to plant seeds of interest for our next trip (and there will be another one). 

The series will be five parts, corresponding to the five cities in which we stayed--Pistoia (Tuscany), Santa Margherita (the Italian Riviera), Stresa (Italian lakes region), Bolzano, and Venezia. Today, we leave the shores of Lago Maggiore and head toward Bolzano.

Day 9: Stresa-Franciacorta-Bolzano (Sept. 27)

After one last breakfast served by waiters straight from Downton Abbey, we said arrivederci to our three night stay in Stresa and headed for Bolzano, stopping first at the Bellavista Vineyard in Franciacorta, a region known for their white grapes and the wines they produce. At Bellavista we learned how the owner, Vittorio Monetti, turned a small family-run wine making activity into a full-fledged business, keeping to tradition by using an 8-step process that begins with harvesting and ends with packaging. The heart of their method is perlage (the process whereby bubbles are introduced) and Bellavista is proud that the bubbles in their wines develop naturally (as opposed to in a factory) and therefore do not cause headaches; additionally, unlike champagne which is aged 15 months, Bellavista sparkling wines are aged for 36 months (3 years), and 90,000 bottles are turned daily by hand during the aging process. After the tour we were treated to a wine tasting of two different Bellavista wines, both of which were absolutely delicious. 


After leaving the vineyard we drove a short distance to Agriturismo Bertola for lunch. An agriturisimo is a working farm that has opened up part of their property for lodging and dining. The best part of an agriturismo is the food since everything they serve—produce, eggs, meat, and wine—is either produced on their farm or sourced from the surrounding area; hence, everything is fresh. At Agriturismo Bertola we had a delicious lunch (with even more wine!) and then continued our journey toward Bolzano. 

Just in case you missed it, wine mid-morning and wine for lunch ... we were a happy group when we  got back on the bus for the drive to Bolzano. Poor Rocco. 

We arrived in Bolzano by early evening. Some people took taxis to go eat downtown, while others shopped at the Italian grocery store across the street and pooled their purchases for an impromptu picnic back at the hotel. 


Our waiters spoiled us.
When I got home I had to make my own cappuccino.
Darn it.

Bellavista Wines overlook the Franciacorta region
known for growing white grapes.

At the entrance was this very intriguing sculpture.

Bellavista wines. 
All of the 90,000 bottles are turned daily by hand. 

Gathering for a wine tasting.

Salute! 

Bellavista wines are light, refreshing, and sophisticated.

Thirty minutes later, lunch at Agriturismo Bertola with
even MORE wine.

Boarding the bus for Bolzano.
Poor Rocco ... all these women.

Our lovely tour director, Jane, as we checked into our hotel
in Bolzano. The hotel brought the outside inside with a forest of trees
and a pumpkin patch. 

Day 10: Bolzano (Sept. 28)


The morning began with something totally different: a visit to see Otzi, a 5,300 year old glacial mummy whose body was discovered by hikers in 1991. Our tickets for the Museo Archeologico allowed us to enter 30 minutes before the museum opened, so we were able to get up close and personal to Otzi. As amazing as it was to see Otzi, the science behind his discovery was even more fascinating as it revealed his eye color, last meal, blood type, diseases he had (such as cardiovascular disease), and a theory on how he was murdered. We also learned how the tattoos on his body were used as a form of acupuncture for pain and arthritis and that the location of the tattoos correspond to ancient Chinese acupuncture charts. 

A walking tour of Bolzano introduced us to a city that had us asking: Italy or Austria? Indeed, throughout history that area has belonged to both countries, but after WWI it was officially declared part of Italy. But today, with most of the locals speaking both Italian and German, with the street signs written in both languages, and with apple strudel and tiramisu offered as dessert options, it's a little disorienting knowing we are in Italy but feeling as if we are in Austria. (In fact, when Maria and Thalia were hiking on Soprobolzano and stopped to ask directions to a church, the elderly gentleman spoke no Italian at all!) 

After our guided city tour, we had some free time for lunch and shopping, then later that afternoon the group boarded the Renon cable car for a 15-minute ride to the sun plateau of Soprabolzano where we hiked, had a gelato, photographed the views, and enjoyed the crisp, mountain air. 

At dinner that evening we enjoyed an Italian-German meal at Ristorante Wirtshaus Vogele—ravioli for a first course, goulash for the second (unless you ordered the polenta), and for dessert we had a delicious apple strudel with a vanilla cream sauce.

Downtown Bolzano.

Otzi, the 5,300 year old glacial mummy, was discovered by
hikers in 1991. At first treated like a modern-day crime scene,
it wasn't until three days after the discovery that an archaeologist
was called to determine the real age of the body.  The science
community was all abuzz with excitement. (And it was still considered 
a murder since Otzi died after being shot in the back with an arrow.)

The Mercantile Museum
Founded in 1635 by Archduchess of Autstria, Claudia de Medici, the purpose
of the merchant court was to settle commercial disputes.

Going up, up, up on a cable car.

Soprabolzano: Maria, Gayle, Mary
Beautiful views, crisp mountain air.

Exploring Soprabolzano.

Ristorante Wirtshaus Vogele
Our last dinner in Bolzano.

A little Italian, a little German. 


A quick story about the last photo above: In Bolzano my sister-in-law, Mary, and I had lunch at a sidewalk cafe. I ordered the stuffed potato dumplings (soooo good, similar to pierogies) and a glass of Fanta. Now, the Fanta in Italy is NOT like the Fanta in the States (which is too sweet and too orange). I don't drink soda, but when I am in Italy I do like their Fanta. When our waiter walked away with our order, I regretted not ordering a beer since our local guide that morning and gone on and on about the beer in Bolzano. But when the waiter brought our drinks, he served my Fanta in a large beer glass and with the color of the drink and the foam on top it LOOKED like a beer (kinda, sorta). When I thanked the waiter for my fake beer, he laughed. 

Tomorrow: Venezia and Verona. 

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

2019 Girls' Trip to Italy (Trip Recap, Days 6, 7, 8)

This week La Dolce Vita Travels is publishing a series of posts recapping our Girls' Trip to Italy. I do this for several reasons: as a means of transcribing my travel journal, to share our trip with all those who have been asking how it went, and to plant seeds of interest for our next trip (and there will be another one). 

The series will be five parts, corresponding to the five cities in which we stayed--Pistoia (Tuscany), Santa Margherita (the Italian Riviera), Stresa (Italian lakes region), Bolzano, and Venezia. Today, we leave beautiful S. Margherita Ligure and head toward Stresa in the Italian lakes district of northern Italy.

Day 6: S. Margherita Ligure-Milano-Stresa (Sept. 24)

As difficult as it was to leave the Italian Riviera, I knew we were heading to the Italian lakes district and the Dolomites ... and glacial lakes and mountains are my happy place. We left early in the morning for Stresa, stopping first in Milano for a half day tour of the city. Located in northwestern Italy, Milano is the second largest city (after Rome) and is widely regarded as a global capital in industrial design, fashion and architecture. It is also a major national and international center for the performing arts, most notably opera.

We began our tour at the 15th century Sforza Castle, after which we toured the famous La Scala Opera House (founded in 1778 by Empress Maria Theresa of Austria). We then walked to Galleria Vittorio Emanelle II (referred to as La Galleria), Italy's oldest active shopping mall and a major landmark of Milano. The floor is covered in mosaics, and Thalia did the traditional three turns on the dancing bull's eh-hem private parts for good luck.

Walking through the glass-covered Galleria brings you right to the Piazza del Duomo and the beautiful Cathedral of Milano. The cathedral took nearly six centuries to complete and contains 3,400 statues, 135 gargoyles, and 700 figures. Over the apse, illuminated by a small red light, is a nail from the cross of Christ. Interestingly, the cathedral does not have a bell tower.

Later that afternoon we drove toward the town of Stresa on Lago (lake) Maggiore, a glacial lake that is the 2nd largest in Italy. We checked into our hotel, the Regina Palace, which was replete with old world charm and elegance ... like a scene from Downton Abbey. Dinner that evening was on our own, so we tried some of the local cuisine downtown.

The Cathedral of Milano

Two sisters shopping at La Galleria

Thalia, demonstrating the traditional three turns 
on the dancing bull's eh-hem private parts for good luck.

La Scala Opera House
and Mary Brooke, a classically trained opera singer

Hotel Regina Palace, Stresa, Italy

Dinner on the town (it was Mary Brooke's birthday)

Gayle, Brenda, Maria, Mary, and Thalia heading out to dinner

Jane (tour director) and Rocco (bus driver)

Our delicious meal: seafood roulade, bread basket,
sea bass, and a deconstructed semifreddo

Day 7: Stresa-Lago Maggiore-Stresa (Sept. 25)

Today we took a boat ride to the Borromean islands in the middle of Lago Maggiore: Isola Bella and Isola dei Pescatori. On Isola Bella we toured the 17th century palazzo owned by the Borromeo family (who are still prominent today) and then enjoyed the palazzo's lovely terraced gardens. From Isola Bella, we took the boat to Isola dei Pescatori (Fisherman's Island) where we had lunch at Ristorante La Pescheria and then had free time to explore the island.

Upon our return to Stresa, we had the rest of the day to explore, shop, rest, and dine.

Isola Bella

Touring the palazzo owned by the Borromeo family

group photo in the terraced gardens

gardens of Isola Bella

Stunning views

fishing nets on Isola dei Pescatori

Lunch and free time on Isola dei Pescatori

Day 8: Stresa-Lake Orta-Stresa (Sept. 26)

This morning we went off the beaten path to Lake Orta, often referred to as La Cenerentola (Cinderella) because it is the lesser known of the Italian Lakes. We arrived to the town, Orta San Giulio, and immediately took a boat for the island,  Isola San Giulio. The island is dominated by the Basilica of San Giulio and a Benedictine Monastery. The footpath encircling the island enables you to walk the Way of Silence or, if you turn and go in the opposite direction, the Way of Meditation. The island, in the middle of a lake surrounded by mountains, was so quiet and peaceful.

The island is also associated with a legend: During the latter half of the 4th century, San Giulio (Julius of Novara) had an inspiration to build a church on the island, but he was discouraged by the locals who claimed the island was inhabited by a fearsome dragon. Since no boatman would accompany him to the island, San Giulio prayed to God and floated to the island on his cloak. There, he defeated the dragon and the villagers converted to Christianity and helped him build the church. San Giulio was buried on the island, and his remains are still there on display. 

We returned to the town, Orta San Giulio, where we explored, shopped, and had lunch.

On the way back to Stresa, Rocco dropped off a group who wanted to ride the Funivia Stresa (a series of two cable cars and one chair lift) to reach the top of the mountain, Mottarone.

That night, we ate at Ristorante Mamma Mia to commemorate our last night in Stresa.

Getting ready to board our boat for Isola San Giulio.
I'm very proud of this photo ... I captured a bird in flight!

Isola San Giulio

On the shores of Isola San Giulio

Loving the peace, quiet, and spirituality of Isola San Giulio

2 cable cars + one chair lift =
on top of the world on Monte Mottarone

Farewell Dinner at Ristorante Mamma Mia, 
Stresa, Italy

The mountains are calling and I must go ...

Tomorrow: We leave Stresa and head for Bolzano, a little bit of Bavaria in Italy.

Tuesday, October 8, 2019

2019 Girls' Trip to Italy (Trip Recap, Days 4,5)

For the next week, La Dolce Vita Travels will publish a series of posts recapping our Girls' Trip to Italy. I do this for several reasons: as a means of transcribing my travel journal, to share our trip with all those who have been asking how it went, and to plant seeds of interest for our next trip (and there will be another one). 

The series will be five parts, corresponding to the five cities in which we stayed--Pistoia (Tuscany), Santa Margherita (the Italian Riviera), Stresa (Italian lakes region), Bolzano, and Venezia. Today, we move on from Pistoia and head toward S. Margherita Ligure on the Italian Riviera

Day 4: Pistoia-Porto Venere-Santa Margherita Ligure (Sept. 22) 

This morning we said arrivederci to Pistoia and Tuscany and boarded our bus for Cinque Terre, the five fishing villages that form part of the Italian Riviera. As any traveler knows, now matter how meticulous the planning one is still at the mercy of the weather. Sure enough, rain during the night and the early morning meant our tour bus was not permitted to drive to Cinque Terre; instead, he took us to an overlook so we could see the villages from above. Then, a change in the itinerary brought us to Porto Venere which, while not part of the five villages of Cinque Terre, is still part of the Italian Riviera. There were no complaints from our group because we loved this tiny town with its picturesque harbor lined with brightly colored houses, rugged coastline, ancient city gate, and narrow, Medieval streets leading to the Church of San Pietro. Nearby was Byron's Cave where, according to tradition, the poet Byron used to swim.  We spent the day exploring, shopping, climbing the ruins, and trying the local seafood and pesto. And the weather cooperated. It stopped raining just long enough for us to do everything we wanted, and only started up again just as we were leaving.

On the bus later that afternoon, the church choir group from Columbia, SC (Laura K., Karla, Rose Ann, Debbie) and our classically trained opera singer, Mary Brooke, sang Dona Nobis Pacem, after which Mary Brooke sang an aria from Puccini's La Bohème. There may have been some tears shed.

We arrived to Santa Marghertia Ligure (also on the Italian Riviera) and checked into our hotel. In planning the trip I had been guaranteed that we'd all have a room with a view ... and what a view it was! The best part was that all our balconies were clustered together, so we took some fun photos of one another. That evening, dinner was on our own so everyone ventured downtown to dine like a local.

Marveling at the views in Porto Venere

Cinque Terre

Scenes from Porto Venere

Every church we entered, we lit candles for loved ones.

The views were spectacular!

Rain? No problem for our adventurous group!

When you have members of a choir and a classically
trained opera singer ... there is singing on the bus.

View from our hotel in Santa Margherita Ligure

We were like the Brady Bunch on our balconies!

Dinner in downtown S. Margherita Ligure

Day 5: Portofino (Sept. 23) 

A morning ferry ride took us to Portofino, formerly a simple fishing village but now the playground of the rich and famous. The day was ours to explore, and many took advantage of the free time to enjoy a leisurely lunch, hike to the church and/or castle, shop, enjoy a gelato (or two!), and for a few adventurous souls, a walk along the coastline back to Santa Maria Ligure instead of taking the ferry.

That evening we walked around S. Margherita Ligure (really, one of my favorite towns) and tried some of the local cuisine. (Porcini mushrooms were in season, so I had risotto with Porcini muchrooms, pizza with prosciutto and Porcini mushrooms, and let's just say I love Porcini mushrooms.)

Since tomorrow we were moving on, some of us had to pack. And some of us were a little disorganized about it. Hence the slightly sarcastic photo my loving sister posted on our WhatsApp page ;-)

A peek of Portofino

Dining, exploring, shopping, and loving Portofino!

That little raft in the upper right photo? 
The only one I could afford.

Taking in the views with a sister and a sister-in-law.

Dining in S. Margherita Ligure

Note: I did get packed ... eventually. 

Love those evening walks in Italy.

Tomorrow: Days 6, 7, and 8 take us to one of my favorite regions in Italy ... the Italian northern lakes. Glacial lakes and majestic mountains ... and just like that I'm in my happy place.