We’re off in different directions
It was grand, but the week in Bellagio and the 13 days in Italy had to end. All of us bade each other bon voyage and each went his own way. Mom, Keith and Heather left first, flying to Dublin for a one night layover then continuing to NY the next day. Mom then caught her flight to Tampa and Keith and Heather managed to make the plane to Seattle.
Holly, Aaron and Stella, after traveling with us to Stresa on Lake Maggiore for one day and night, caught their flight out of Malpensa the next day, had a 3 hour layover in Copenhagen and got home very late only to have to go to work the next day.
We then turned in our car, took the airport bus back to Milan once more, and caught the next train for the Cinque Terre, first stopping in Santa Margherita Ligure which is very near Portofino.
Portofino---it’s everything it has been cracked up to be: exciting, beautiful and expensive. We were happy to stroll around town and watch all the boats coming and going, people parading in their finery (and me in my Chacos and without my diamonds!) and folks who evidently have lots of money spending enormous sums to dine by the water. Interesting to know that many movie stars have made Portofino their temporary home, although we didn’t actually see anybody who was famous, at least that we could recognize. But we did see lots of enormous yachts anchored in the harbor and in the larger body of water just beyond.
We walked the few miles from Portofino to Santa Margherita Liguria along a small footpath past beautiful homes and gardens built to enjoy the magnificent views of the Mediterranean Sea. The next morning we would take the train for about an hour to the villages of the Cinque Terre.
It was grand, but the week in Bellagio and the 13 days in Italy had to end. All of us bade each other bon voyage and each went his own way. Mom, Keith and Heather left first, flying to Dublin for a one night layover then continuing to NY the next day. Mom then caught her flight to Tampa and Keith and Heather managed to make the plane to Seattle.
Holly, Aaron and Stella, after traveling with us to Stresa on Lake Maggiore for one day and night, caught their flight out of Malpensa the next day, had a 3 hour layover in Copenhagen and got home very late only to have to go to work the next day.
We then turned in our car, took the airport bus back to Milan once more, and caught the next train for the Cinque Terre, first stopping in Santa Margherita Ligure which is very near Portofino.
Portofino---it’s everything it has been cracked up to be: exciting, beautiful and expensive. We were happy to stroll around town and watch all the boats coming and going, people parading in their finery (and me in my Chacos and without my diamonds!) and folks who evidently have lots of money spending enormous sums to dine by the water. Interesting to know that many movie stars have made Portofino their temporary home, although we didn’t actually see anybody who was famous, at least that we could recognize. But we did see lots of enormous yachts anchored in the harbor and in the larger body of water just beyond.
We walked the few miles from Portofino to Santa Margherita Liguria along a small footpath past beautiful homes and gardens built to enjoy the magnificent views of the Mediterranean Sea. The next morning we would take the train for about an hour to the villages of the Cinque Terre.
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