grandparents gave us a wonderful holiday in Alto Adige
, so we left together in a van,
hired for the occasion, for four days of
relax in good company.
Day
Thursday morning at nine grandparents, uncles and the little
Manu came to get home, load the luggage in the van and
large Villandro we move to a village
from Bressanone and Bolzano. We decide to take the path that
through the flesh, and then goes down in Cadore
in Val Pusteria. The trip is long, but the support and good company
make it pleasant. After a stop at a coffee Sappada
to continue the journey and parts of Sixth
find where to eat typical dishes of the place.
begin to feel the taste of the holidays and unhurried
admire the scenery. Val Pusteria is wonderful,
cured, clean and charming. Not without difficulty
find our guesthouse, situated halfway
with a wonderful view of the Dolomites of Val Gardena.
The place is cozy and the cuisine is rich and delicious. The
soon discover, it is dinner at 18.30 with various
-course set menu ending with a delicious sweet. The day
is sunny, the temperature splendid
so after dinner we decided to take a walk,
enjoying the wide open landscape, the scents of the woods and meadows of
stable and the sound of the wind, the crickets and
swallows. Matilde, galloping on his faithful horse
Alexander (me), you marvel at this and see
especially from a distance, an ancient manor, now renamed the
"Fiona Castle".
returned to our rooms, after searching in vain for an Italian-language channel
, there asleep satiated the long day.
Day
Friday morning, after the rich and varied breakfast, calmly
shared in good company, we go down towards our goal of
Today: Bressanone. The town is delightful, especially
in this beautiful sunny day. The center
is completely dedicated to pedestrians and cyclists who may get
the numerous and very well
biking trails that run throughout the province
. Many, in fact, moving by bike, both
delight, both for its daily requirements. In these spaces
the girls can run happily without danger,
much fun. Returning to Villandro
we visit the small town and its cemetery.
the old and new graves are all piled nell'esiguo
courtyard of the church torn to the steep slopes of the mountain
. Each grave is marked by a cross of iron varies
bill is directed toward the rising sun and is decorated with colorful flowers
planted directly in the ground. In this place
tradition and modernity meet.
small items you would expect to find in everyday family
decorate some crosses like a twisted heart
who finds himself suspended between love and pain
a mother or a girlfriend. Back on board
Ilaria remains in the room with the small
who fell asleep while we continue to
the alp huts for a walk. We leave the car in the Hills
Gasserhof
and continue on foot along a path bordered by a fence and a thick clump of pines
. A little higher up we are in the midst of
wide meadows dotted with huts, long
fences and mountains still covered with snow.
The walk continues along a walkway that runs along a marshy area.
passing a bridge over a stream, lush alpine
reach a hut still closed. Here we find
wooden toys for children: a slide, a small climbing wall
and
a pulley that runs along a steel cable. Let us not miss the chance to play a little
'. After a snack with bread, bacon and beer, we go back into retirement
ready for the tasty dinner.
The girls are always full of energy, so while we have dinner
run and play never leave peacefully.
Tonight the temperature is cooler, but the same
we decide to finish the day with a short walk before
back to sleep.
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Third and fourth day
Saturday morning after a night of sleep uncertain
recharge your batteries happy with his usual breakfast,
gladly accept the advice of Marcus and decide to go to Bolzano
for the flower market, walking the streets in
share that lead to Soprabolzano, where
take the cable car that goes down in the capital of the province
. The scenery is always beautiful. Everything is
very nice, neat and clean.
regular wood fences divide the road from the meadows full of colorful flowers
. Organic Farm alternate
villages characteristic and alive. Again, animals, forests and
many people moving on foot and by bike, elegant
for the party or sports for a walk. Arrived at destination
take the cable car that descends directly
in the city. The trip is spectacular and aviation: the adventures of Princess Mathilde
has just begun. After
Bridge magic that brought us from the mountain top
into town, his grandfather gives us a ride on a carriage with horses
along the streets. After
visited the flower market and the cathedral, he saw the window of
reseller in the Sacher in Vienna,
closed for the celebration of May 1 and have tasted
a fresh beer, let's go back. At the station of the cableway crossed
reckless cyclists who are
lead at the top to get off at breakneck speed along
path and steep terrain. One of them tells me to do it
in 6 minutes. At the top
Matilda would take the train of
Renon, but time is running out and dinner is waiting for us. Small
fall asleep in the car and come to peace with
destination. Dinner is excellent as always, although the awareness that
HOLIDAY is ending leaves us a bit
'melancholy. I share with my mother in the windy evening
a Dominican cigar that Marcus gave me. We end the evening exchanging
nice chat with a German couple in an unlikely and not very functional
"melting pot" of languages, before going to prepare
suitcases. Tired we fall asleep.
Sunday morning and return to the way of the progress, discarding
, given the bad weather, the idea of \u200b\u200bgoing through the
Val Gardena. A break for coffee and then take in Brunico
driving the van. The girls were asleep so we can travel right up
Ovens Avoltri where
lunch with frico and polenta. In short, then, accompanied by
good songs, we're back home.
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