The word of today has been 'counterintuitive'.
Here's an interesting article I found yesterday, for those reading who don't dredge the BBC nine times a day like myself. Considering the state of affairs today, the knowledge presented here is, indeed, counterintuitive.
But it gives you one more thing to be thankful for today.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Italian Christmas
For the third time this year, I found myself in Italy, albeit this time for the Christmas holiday.
Geographically Bormio is not particularly far from everything, but logistically it is a bit troublesome to reach. You have to catch a flight to Milan, and then get to the central train station, Milano Centrale. From Milano Centrale, a three-hour train ride north to Tirano awaits you. This is a nice train ride, as it follows the eastern shore of Lake Como and passes through the cutest villages as it ascends the alpine foothills. When you arrive in Tirano, you must catch a bus to Bormio, which can take up to 45 minutes or an hour. So by the time you make it to Bormio, you are knackered from having traveled all day (or sleeping poorly in Heathrow the night before, as was the case this time). However your effort is rewarded with sumptuous food and drink, doubly so during the holiday season.
That being said, not much was done while on holiday in Bormio this year. Christmas consisted of a giant lunch of too much food and antipasti, not much different from most of the other days we were there. I was glad to have aperitivo and some of the local gut-filling specialties again.
We had hoped to do some kind of physical activity to counter all of this eating of course, but so far Bormio hasn't seen much snow. Nonetheless we took the gondola to Bormio 3000 to....eat! What else? The views were breathtaking (probably due to having a full stomach at such an altitude) and the food was just as delicious (awesome polenta!).
Naturally, our time was too short, and what always seems like a long holiday ahead of time turns out to be a short one in which you never get to do what you plan to, but it was lovely regardless. Don't we always wish we could have more time? Or more room in our bellies?
Geographically Bormio is not particularly far from everything, but logistically it is a bit troublesome to reach. You have to catch a flight to Milan, and then get to the central train station, Milano Centrale. From Milano Centrale, a three-hour train ride north to Tirano awaits you. This is a nice train ride, as it follows the eastern shore of Lake Como and passes through the cutest villages as it ascends the alpine foothills. When you arrive in Tirano, you must catch a bus to Bormio, which can take up to 45 minutes or an hour. So by the time you make it to Bormio, you are knackered from having traveled all day (or sleeping poorly in Heathrow the night before, as was the case this time). However your effort is rewarded with sumptuous food and drink, doubly so during the holiday season.
The landscape is also rewarding.
That being said, not much was done while on holiday in Bormio this year. Christmas consisted of a giant lunch of too much food and antipasti, not much different from most of the other days we were there. I was glad to have aperitivo and some of the local gut-filling specialties again.
Baby Giaocomo's 1st Christmas
Rocking the alpini hat
We had hoped to do some kind of physical activity to counter all of this eating of course, but so far Bormio hasn't seen much snow. Nonetheless we took the gondola to Bormio 3000 to....eat! What else? The views were breathtaking (probably due to having a full stomach at such an altitude) and the food was just as delicious (awesome polenta!).
Bormio 3000
View from the top
Anna & Luca
Naturally, our time was too short, and what always seems like a long holiday ahead of time turns out to be a short one in which you never get to do what you plan to, but it was lovely regardless. Don't we always wish we could have more time? Or more room in our bellies?
Ciao Italia, see you soon!
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