Northern Italy

Max had to travel to Italy for a plant start up. It just so happens that the plant is very near this wonderful resort hotel on the coast, in the town of Bergeggi. Since he was going to be gone for a week, starting on a Saturday, we decided that I should go with him and stay for just a little while until his night shifts started on Monday.

This is the terrace of the hotel room. It was warmer here than it was in Chambery. This hotel is usually a very busy and expensive place during the summer, not so much in November.

Here's the view from the terrace. Bergeggi is literally build up on the side of a mountain. To get to the hotel, we had to drive up a narrow and winding road with stratigically placed mirrors to help you see if you're about to have a head on collision with another vehicle. To get to the town post office, it looked like you had to park, then take stairs down to get to it!

Here is Max and I trying out our new hobby. Haha, right. We were hanging out on the terrace one afternoon, watching these people jump off the cliffs behind us and float down in their parachutes to the beach below. These particular parachuters started shouting something to us in Italian. For all I know they could have been asking us to call for help, which is what I'd be doing. Turns out they wanted us to stay put so they could slow down for a moment during their next pass, allowing us to get a good shot of them. This was the best I could do. We wanted them to come back around and do it again but no such luck.

Max didn't have to work on Sunday, so after a late breakfast and a planning, we decided to head to Portofino, a town not too far from where we were staying. It was so worth the drive and the complete indecisiveness leading up to the desicion on where to go.

There is a castle that over looks the town. We walked up to it, but arrived during the 2 hours it was closed for lunch. It was really no big deal; we were content just to be looking at such beautiful scenery. We almost had to pry the camera out of each others hands so we could both take pictures.

November was a good time for us to go. The crowds had left, but it was still warm enough for the flowers to stay in bloom and to take a hike without really needing a jacket. I still can't believe it's November already.

On the way back to the car, we found a boat with Max's name on it in the harbor. Must be ours then, right?