Sunday, December 8, 2013

Pictures, finally!

This picture was supposed to be at the end, but I couldn't move it. 
You'll know what it is from the LAST picture in this album.
This is my first session.... bear with me.  
Northern Italy part of the trip.... with the Trafalgar tour of "The Hidden Treasures of Italy"....  let's see how it goes....
Town Center

Inside the main shopping mall


The ceiling at the top of the malll


The magnificent DUOMO in Milano


Another view
Fabulous Caprese salad
The inside of Il Duomo in Milano
Fried Anchovies, very delicious
Squash blossoms stuffed with ricotta and spinach and deep fried
OMG!
Name of the restaurant:   Il Kaimano
Rissotto is Milan's and northern Italy's specialty
Our waiter was very entertaining
I don't know why they're shining, but it's all sort of dried mushrooms and tomaroes.
There must be thousands of varieties.


The marbled floor of Il Duomo is one of the most beautiful in all of Italy



 
The very famous La Scala Opera House in Milano
 
Lake Como where George Clooney has several villas

One of George Clooney's villas

Another famous villa

This is Amedeo, our guide


Famous composer..... can't remember the name

Mr. Puccini himself

Another famous composer....

Mr. Giordano himself

You won't believe, but these are CHOCOLATES!  Milano

Okay, now we're in one of the hidden treasures:  Bergamo

Carol(ina), from Colorado, whom I later paired up with in Bologna and Florence

The Royal Chapel in Bergamo

Donizetti's tomb and resting place.  There are eight children in the
tomb, signifying the octave on a piano.

Another view... sorry I don't know how to turn these around....

This is Bardolino, another hidden treasure.

Bardolino wine is very famous... ready for some food?

Yellow tuna, salmon, and white fish carpaccio (raw) and shrimp!

Condiments on top, just look at this plate!  YumYum

Gelato, anyone?

Come on!

Something from, here, maybe?

This is the place!

We in Bardolino, the town, waiting to get on a boat to Lake Garda,
the longest lake in Italy.

Beautiful gardens, still lots of flowers all over

Wanna ride?

This is Bardolino, right off the main square.   Had cofee where this white chairs are.

Charming Bardolino

Off to Lake Garda

Those AWFUL villas!

Even more awful!

Same as above, it hsa its own olive groves and vineyard

Just around the corner.....

Here's Amedeo (I would get confused and start calling him Edamame)
talking away, but no one can hear him because the motor on the boat
was very very loud.   He couldn't help himself!

Most awful of all!

Look at the color of these two trees.   They were spectacular!

Another hidden treasure:  Verona



This is Juliet's house and you can see how people leave letters on
the wall.

You're supposed to go up and rub her naked breast.   That's
Nancy from New Jersey.  She touched it.  I didn't.

If you can tell me how they do this, I would love to know!

They're real people holding themselves up God knows how!

Verona

Verona's main square.  We're sitting in a restaurant right across from the
amphitheater.

Verona's amphitheater

Group dinner at a working vineyard and olive grove.
Two brothers run it and the food was outstanding.

Again, famous Bardolino wine

Just a little bit of Italy's apple orchards.   Along with grapes,
apples, and olives, they dominated the countryside.

Another hidden treasure:  Balsano.  This is an interesting
town because it borders Germany and it's very bilingual
and bicultural.  Everything is in two languages and they
have German and Italian schools.  The food here was outstanding,
very German.

Marketplace in Balsano

I need CHILES!

Very traditional, German, leek soup - yumyum, especially
when chilly outside

Another famous, traditional German staple:  apple streudel.

Guess what I saw at a small store?

Colors, colors

More colors


How about some tomatoes?

How's this for lettuce?

T
Formaggio, anyone?



Ayayay, just can't decide!

These are those tiny tiny tortellini.  If made properly, seven of them
need to fit into a tablespoon, and they do!  Made by hand.....

Fresh buffalo mozzarella for that Caprese salad!

Anybody for rabbit?

This is for the "take home and just boil" person. 

Beautiful market in Modena, another hidden treasure.

Balsamic vinegar barrels in Modena

Notice how they had a cloth over the opening.  That's to
help with evaporation so the vinegar gets more and
more concentrated, and the more concentrated
the more expensive it is.

Tasting different kinds of balsamic.  See those two little
round bottles, sitting together?   One of them, on the left sells for $100, and
the other one, aged 25 years sales for $450!   Of course you get
a crystal bottle to keep!  Can't even describe the taste!

Luciano Pavarotti's resting place.

Pavarotti's tomb

The family's plot

Many members of the Pavarotti's family

Cemetery

And for the guys on the tour....   Ferrari Museum!




This is my next car... and I do want it in RED!

Now, I've joined Carol(ina), and we're on our own.
This the view from our hotel window in Bologna.
Riding around in a double-decker in Bologna

Bologna from high above, in the double-decker



Church in Bologna


Gorgeous fountain in the middle of the town center in Bologna

This is Franceso, our waiter in Bologna.  This is the place
where I had the BEST meals in all of Italy.  I brought Paco
here and will bring anybody else who wants to come!

Town center in Bologna




We're off to olive oil and chianti tasting to a real working Vineyard
and olive grove.  It's a family business.

Different olive oils, tomato (marinara) sauce, cheese and honey

Look at these recyling garbage bins.  They are all over in Italy.
Why can't we have these in the States?

Every picture = one cone, okay?   Are you counting?

Now we're in Florence, at the Piazza de la Signoria (which means
government)

There are replicas of most of the famous sculptures in Florence here
around the whole piazza.

There's Mr. David in all his glory!


I don't remember who this is, God of the Sea?   Trident?

More sculpture... do you know what it means when the horse
has one foot high up like this one?   Homework!

La Chiesa de la Santa Croce = The Church of the Holy Cross.
Magnificent Marble façade, all white and green Marble which
is totally Florentine style.  Later, the pink Marble was
added, like at Il Duomo.



Doors to the Santa Croce

Inside Santa Croce, tons of construction and/or remodeling.

Part of the ceiling work at Santa Croce

Front view

Very famous place to eat for Porcheta (suckling pig) and tripe
Florentine-style

Fungi

More fungi and pomodoro secco



This is the suckling pig, except it's been deboned and stuffed with herbs
and spices, rolled up and cooked.  The store slices pieces of it and you
can either eat it like a sandwich or just straight, au jus.  It's one
delicious and VERY popular food all over Italy.  And, it's
pretty inexpensive.   The sandwiches are HUGE!
 
Okay, so much for now.   There are  hundreds more.   These were of the first stage of my aventura-italiana.  Next stage is when Paco gets here.  I already know how to do this, so expect some more.  Today is Sunday in Florence and it's sunny and gorgeous.   I will go to Mass at the Cathedral which is a 5-minute walk and then we'll see.  I joined the social hour at the Hotel David yesterday and it was soooo nice to interact with people from all over.  I think I am going to make it a habit.  And, the finger foods are yummy, plentiful = dinner!  Then, because it's dark and coooooold, I take the bus "D" back, which leaves me about one block from the apartment.  On that block is the deli where I buy all my goodies.  I have my list ready to go for today!  Arrivederci and yippee for me, now I know how to upload pictures.  Ya no te quejes, Aimee.....   :)

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Peeping......

Saturday, December 6, 2013
:( The buses are still on strike.   Taxis are so expensive, I just prefer not to go and wait.  I hear they are going to stay on strike until they get their demands.... it literally means paralysis for most normal citizens.  I don't know how they make it to work, errands, and stuff.....   And, so La Dolce Vita continues.   Do you know how much gasoline costs here?  $10 a gallon!  No wonder taxis are soooo expensive.  At least I am so well-located that just by crossing the bridge I have all of the old city within walking distance.   It is great just to meander around through all the little streets, and eat LOTS OF GELATO.   Oh my gosh, nothing, nothing like it, never ever ever.....   not like here anyway.   There are at least two three shops per block, all with the mounds so high and beautiful colors, all adorned with real fruit, like a real pineapple on top of the pineapple one, real bananas on top of the banana one, real coconut on top.... you get the picture.   I have taken lots of pictures and I hope to surprise you in the next couple of days with pictures.   I have my computer class this afternooon to learn exactly how to load them onto the computer and then to the blog.   I am going to have a lot of fun!
Palazzo Corsini
I told you that Gabriele had invited me and a couple of other of the hotel guests, a family from Australia, and another family from California (whose daughter went to the UofA and are rabid Wildcat fans...does it remind you of anyone you know?) to the charity event benefitting the hospice costs for terminally-ill children at the Corsini Palace, which is literally across the river from my apartment.   So, dutifully, at 5:00 pm, I walked over there and met the other families and Gabriele.
We were greeted by the OWNER of the palace, Bianca Corsini, whose family has owned the palazzo since, as she said, "forever and ever"....  She is a lovely lady, in her 50's, and a great raconteur of the family's very colorful history, including a Pope who later became a saint (after paying MOLTO $$$ to the Vatican, interesting tidbit).  The palazzo is huge, consisting of 6 smaller houses which were joined and built upwards.  She rents some of the spaces to visitors, and the other spaces she rents out for events, movies, etc....   She says the palace consumes 12 hours of her day, because it is 350-years old and something always needs her attention, so she prefers to live elsewhere.  Yesterday, for our group and for Gabriele she wanted to give us her personal attention.  Every room we went to had the WOW factor... especially this one room, reminded me of Versailles, where Weddings and dinner events are held.  There are two wooden chandeliers, hand-made for that room, that must measure 12 meters across.   They are so massive, and they hold real candles.   She says that for those weddings and events, they actually light every single candle, and for the last two years, thanks to electricity, she installed a lowering mechanism so that they can be lowered and lit closer to the ground, although still on ladders.   You don't even want to know how they did it before this was possible, but you wouldn't want to be involved.  There are lots of colorful stories to tell about the Corsinis, who were very tight with the Medici family.  As a matter of fact, the Ponte Vecchio, originally, was built as an incognito passage way for all these rich families to be able to reach the Uffizi Palace with the Pitti Palace in their finest garb without anyone noticing their comings and goings.   They disguised the Ponte Vecchio by installing all the butcher and fish shops on the lower passage way.  The upper passage way was for all of them.   Except, they started to be bothered by the smell of those items, especially the fish, so they took out the butchers and the fish mongers and installed all the jewelers.   That is why, today, if you want jewelry or anything in Firenze gold, you go to the Ponte Vecchio because it is nothing but jewelry shops.  And, I guess the "smell" of gold is much nicer than meat and fish!  Bianca told us that Nicole Kidman filmed a movie at this palazzo:   Portrait of a Lady, which I haven't seen, and that one day she came to the palazzo to see what was going on only to find it totally surrounded by papparazzi and cameras and loads and loads of people, and the doors locked!  Well, guess who was in town?   Tom Cruise!  I guess he had come to look in on his former wife.  Bianca sais he put off the shoot by about a week with all the commotion that he caused, and she doesn't understand why because, in any case, he's so short and therefore the movies must be all fake because they make him look taller than he is....   she was laughing when she said this.....  Throughout the visit, she tells us about how the Germans bombed Florence and the palazzo suffered, but her greatgrandmother had been very smart after watching the Medicis take everything out of their palazzos and take it elsewhere.  Florence was a "protected city" and was not supposed to be bombed, but it wasn't to be.  The greatgrandmother sent a lowry with lots of the paintings to a house in the countryside, but when the driver got there, the Germans were already around.  So, SHE took the lowry, drove it over there, and safely tucked all the paintings away.  Later, everything is recovered and much of that artwork is on display at this palace.  
She Leaves us at a grotto with water running through it of Trident and other sea gods.   The grotto is lined with shells that came from as far as the Indian Ocean.   All of these were gifts to the Corsinis to gain their favor for something or other.  We are now at street level.   And, now, she tells us, we are going to let you go through our Christmas market where you can purchase absolutely exquisite presents for your loved ones.  She opens the door, and it was like Santa's workshop.   There must be thirty or forty "shops" of every single thing Christmas you can imagine... including FOOD!  I am so glad I cannot buy anything because I'm not leaving for a while and I'm packed to the hilt, but I did so enjoy all the ornaments, the clothing, scarves, jewelry, perfumes, oils, soaps, like a mall within a palazzo.  All the proceeds will go to the charity and Gabriele organized everything!   Did I tell you he's a gem of a man?  The traditional dessert here in Florence, and in much of Italy, is panettone.   We get something "similar", but not like this one!!!!   OMG, I had to get one to give to Gabriele's family for Christmas.   In the meantime, they had tastings of it at the table and I just parked myself there for a few minutes and chatted, in very bad Italian, with the lady and ate, and ate, and ate.....   yumyum!   Then, in another room, I see a huge table with lots of construcion paper and crayons, markers, glue, etc.etc.....   Well, it's where the bambinos get to make Christmas presents and ornaments for their families.   I took pictures of the things they were making because they were so clever and so cute.  I hope I can load them up for you to see.  The lady who was running the activities and her daughter are teachers and she and her husband also run a B&B not too far from here.   She invited me to her house for a tea or a coffee.   The market goes on all weekend, so maybe next weekend I will give her a call.  She's been teaching for 37 years and is so friendly....  I felt as if we had known each other for a long time.  These Italians, I will tell you.... they're something else.
Well, it's time for me to get ready to go to my computer class at the hotel and maybe grab a nice hot soup on the way.    It's about 1:00 pm.  And, it's sunny and beautiful for that walk.  
Keep your fingers crossed on those pictures! 
Arrivederci per noai,
Chechilia


Thursday, December 5, 2013

Florence.....

Thursday, December 5, 2013
Life in Italy is truly interesting.  Today, I got up all ready to go and walked over, briskly, to the hotel to hear CNN news and read the International New York Times for news and a different perspective and then had plans to go to the central railway station to have lunch at the market (fabulous food) and to look for this place advertising manicures and pedicures.    And, I had seen a place for haircuts as well.   I thought to myself, this is the day to scout these places and make appointments etc....   Especially, in view that I'm going to that fancy event tomorrow night.  Not that I am going to look any better, mind you, but I'll FEEL better.   I like that.   Well, after waiting for almost 40 minutes, very unusual, for my "D" bus at my regular stop near the hotel, no bus came.  I went back to the hotel and find out that, once a week, bus drivers all over Italy strike one day a week, and nobody knows which day it's going to be.... that is to make sure everything gets disrupted to the max and the government will pay attention to them, which doesn't seem to matter to the government.  It just makes everybody mad!!!   I was planning on going to the social hour at the hotel to socialize a little bit, but with no buses, and dark at night, I don't dare chance it....   Better to tuck myself early and catch some zzzzzzz.
Interestingly, a few years ago when I brought my godson to Europe for his high school graduation, there was a national bus strike in all of Italy and we couldn't get anywhere except in cabs, which are prohivitevly (sp?) expensive.  I bit the bullet and hired a driver.....   So, something to get used to....
It was sunny and gorgeous, albeit still cold, but the walking is so much more enjoyable.  Tomorrow, it is supposed to be cloudy and rainy... one of those dreary days...  inside days.   I don't mind.  I have plenty to do, and nothing to do as it suits my fancy.... this is what retirement is all about:  everyday is Saturday, yippee!  
Details on that fancy party after tomorrow!    Stay in tune, hold that thought, etc.etc.etc....

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

"Life" in Florence

Wednesday, December 4th, 2013
Nothing is "normal" in Florence, so I can't really tell you what it's like to live like a normal person in Florence, but I am learning.....
Yesterday, was day to catch up on washing everything that stunk, fix up a couple of items of clothing, and just go out to the supermarket to get some basic items.   Except this is no ordinary supermarket.  Itr's more like a deli with super gourmet food.   I bought a few items, it was almost $100 dollars, but it will last me a while.   I just ate some of the prepared foods that I bought and it was absolutely incredible... I tell you, these Italians, they know how to do things... no matter how small or how insignificant.  I don't even know what it was, but it was delicious, some sort of pork with potatoes in a tomaro sauce.  I also bought some gorgonzola, honey and grapes for a little snack as well as the regular stuff:  eggs, bread, biscotti, tomatoes, pannacotta (my favorite dessert, a flan-like concoction that is unbelievable) and a couple of mini apple-pies. 
Today, I got up and went to the hotel associated with this property for breakfast.  It is always a treat, because Maria, who takes care of breakfast, makes the best cappuccino ever!   And, as I said before, there's DECAF in Italy.  Wonders never cease.   I had a nice breakfast and went downstairs to watch CNN news before I headed out for my day.   I decided to walk to the old center of town and just hang out there.  I went back to Il Duomo, which is the most striking cathedral you ever want to see, maybe, except for Milano....   there is a baptistry right next to it, but you have to pay to get in and I didn't have any change.   I must get a card called "Florentina Card" which lets you in to all the museums for a reduced price.  I will get a hold of that website and buy one.   There's always something going on at all these museums.  For example, there's an impressionist exhibit at the Uffizi Galleries, where the famous David is, and it's admission by that card.   So, I must get one. The impressionist exhibit is on loan from the Louvre, so you know it's going to have some heavy duty weight backing it, although, from experience, the Hermitage, in St. Petersburg, has the best collection of impressionistic art that I have ever seen.   Then, I went to a cute coffee shop and bought me some chamonile tea and sat and read the International New York Times which, at least, offers some news from home and around the world.   It's interesting to read other journalistic perspectives.   The day was sunny and Florence glistens when it'ìs sunny so it was a day to definitely go outside.  I returned home just about 10 minutes ago.  It's 5:15 pm Florence time.  Tomorrow, I'm going to the train station area because I saw a place that does manicures and pedicures and I need both of them like crazy......   Also, that's is one of my favorite areas because of all the hustle and bustle of the market, it's amazing.   Gabriele, the owner of the hotel and this apartment, told me that, on Friday, there will be this special event at one of the palazzos here in Florence.  Apparently, it's within walking distance of where I'm staying.   As it turns out, Hotel David is is involved in a charity for terminally ill children.  On Friday, there will be an event where one of the owners of a beautiful palazzo here will open her space to the event.  As a guest of the hotel/apartment, I'm invited.   I can't wait to be a "peeping tom at how the other half or more than half, or less than half" live here.   I understand there is quite an extensive art collection which we are allowed to look at and then there's the palazzo itself, plus some goodies to eat and drink.  I'll report with all the details.
It feels grea to be "amongst the locals", but I will be joining some expats in a bar called the Red Garter Bar, and it's billed as the bar that "your mother warned you about"... it's strictly for Americans, and football and basketball are shown on several huge plasma TVs....   I don't mind, I like all that stuff.   Apparently. the hamburgers are to die for so I will have to check that fact out.   I think there's a Rock Cafe here, where burgers are always fine.... haven't had the urge, at least not in Italy. 
My bed is so high here in the apartment, that I would have to get a running start to jump into it, which is not possible.  I told that to Gabriele when we first looked at the apartment, so he had a little ladder built for me so I can get into the bed.....  he's a really fine gentleman.  Today, I went to that deli/supermarket and bought a huge poinsetttia to take to him to the hotel as a little thank you.   Florence is starting to get ready for Christmas and it should be quite a spectacular display from the little that I see now.   All the little cobblestone streets have these glittering lights all across the buildings and some have these huge glittering balls hanging from the lines.  It's really something to see and it's just begun.   This is why I came here for Christmas.   Then, there's this little town, San Ginigniamo, where the Christmas lights are legendary.... so I must head out there to see them.   It's only about half hour away by train.  Tomorrow, Thursday, is a local day:  market, manicure and pedicure, simple stuff.   I'll report after the event on Friday.... should be loads of fun and interesting tidbits.  Now that I know how to read comments, go ahead and comment on the blog.  It's nice to hear from you.
Chechilia

Monday, December 2, 2013

Settled in Natale-clad Firenze

Monday, December 2, 2013
I can't believe I'm here.  Gabriele (my landlord, who is an absolute gem of a gentleman) just met me to give me all the ins and outs about the apartment.  I will start unpacking and arranging things in just a minute.   I don't even want to SEE a suitcase, yippee!  I am going out to a nearby deli to buy a couple of goodies and then to the other nearby fruit stand to buy some GRAPES!   Gabriele had two small bottles of prosecco chilled for me, so I can toast to my new "home".   I will, most likely, be having the buffet breakfast at the hotel, which is 1.5 kilometers each way, if it's not raining.   And, I get a 10-minute phone call everyday which I definitely plan to take advantage of.  Guess who is my neighbor across the river?   Salvatore Ferragamo, no less.....    He has a beautiful palazzo right on the river.  Lots of remodeling going on, but I'll just tell you that it's six floors high.  Wouldn't I love to go and introduce myself as the new neighbor across the Street?  Don't bet against me!   So, the Firenze phase of my "aventura" has begun.  Tomorrow, I will start looking at the English newspaper for activities and groups that might meet for yoga or something like that.  I shall keep you posted.   Right now, I'm off to the deli and the fruit stand.   I was so nervous today, leaving Rome, for some reason (this always happens right before I travel) and then having to deal with the suitcases and the train, well, I start to panic and hyperventilate.   I even had diarrhea!   No, not when I am going to be on a train for 1.5 hours!!!!   Where are you, Depends?????  Sorry, if I'm being crude, but this is my journal and I don't want to forget anything, even that stomach condition.....  As the cab drove me to the apartment, all the little cobblestone streets have beautiful lights going across them, all different and all glittery.  I think it's just the beginning.
We shall see what awaits for me here in beautiful, ready-for-Christmas Firenze.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Heading for Florence

Well, it's DECEMBER 1, 2013
I can't believe I've been around here for almost two months!
Yesterday, Saturday, was an off day for me.   Still, I walked my 40 minutes by going to a little super market down the street to buy a couple of things and some fruit.  I don't know if I have mentioned this before, but the vegetables and the fruits here are SOOOO good.  It wouldn't be hard for me to become, maybe not vegan, but vegetarian here.  Sometimes, for lunch, I just go into a little cafe and ask for a plate of vegetables:  usually zucchini that tastes like it has sugar in it, grilled or roasted eggplant that I could eat everyday, and lots and lots of roasted red and yellow bell peppers sometimes with onions, or tomatoes, or LOTS and LOTS of "fungi", or mushrooms.   The mushroom harvest was one of the BEST this year and they are everywhere and they are GOOD, all hundreds of different kinds, either as a side dish, or as the main dish.  Italy produces most of the country's apples, as well as exports lots of apples to the rest of Europe.   There are at least 12-13 kinds of apples at every little fruit stand...   The grapes, red or green, look more like plums and they are incredible.  I keep a little cheese in the hotel fridge (whenever they have one) and just munch on grapes and cheese when hunger strikes.  I take a couple of packets of toasted bread or crackers up with me from the breakfast buffet, and there's lunch!
Anyway, I did a lot of reading yesterday and just hung around here.  It looks like it's going to be the same for today, Sunday.  I had scheduled a shuttle ride into the center of Rome (which is about 35-40 minutes away) for a few hours, but it is sooooo windy and grey and I don't want to get caught in the rain, even if I do carry an umbrella.   It happened to Paco and me already when we arrived in Arezzo, and it wasn't fun at all.  My good (?) judgement tells me to stick around here where it's warm and dry.   Besides, I'm sticking around so can always come back.
I have two TIME magazines I haven't read, so today is perfect.   I am sitting in a very comfy lounge, with lots of sofas and the computer desk where I am typing.  There's nobody around, I have my cup of cappuccino deca, as they say here, so I'm good to go.  I'll do emails and Internet and will have lunch in my room.  I need to eat some goodies before I leave tomorrow.  And then, later tonight, I will treat myself to a nice dinner here at the hotel.  As I have traveled, I have come to the conclusion that hotel restaurants are not that good.  HOWEVER, here in Italy, that conclusion has been totally corrected.  The few times that either I, with or without Paco, have eaten at a hotel, the food has been superb.  I just don't know what it is.   I think it HAS to be the quality of the ingredients.   So, I'm going to have some clams and that fillet mignon with chestnut cream that was sooooo  delicious the other day, Thursday, right before Paco left on Friday.  He's home, and probably back to work.   Yippee for retirement, when everyday is Saturday (sorry to repeat myself).
I absolutely MUST learn how to load up pictures for the blog.... I have some amazing ones.  I'll devote some time to reading the manual and let's see what happens.  If not, the guys at the Hotel David are all computer geeks and maybe one of them can teach me how to do it.   I don't do well with instructional manuals.  I'm just not patient enough.... I wonder why?
More to come when I'm settled in Firenze!  Ciao a tutti!
P.S.   I can't believe the whipping UofA got from ASU  (bASUra)...   :(