Some images from the Italian lakes this week; wake up and smell the coffee.
A tour day trip to attend a conference with colleagues from around the globe is a great excuse to visit the last of the Italian lakes to evade me to date.
Baveno, Lake Maggiore is beautiful!
Don’t take my word for it; here is the official blurb from their tourism site.
Baveno is situated on the most panoramic point of Lake Maggiore; on the hills which slope gently to the banks and the blue expanse of water, with the beautiful view of the Borromeo Islands in front. Its beauty and peace, on account of its smiling charm and favoured position form such a restful and peaceful corner. In addition to its natural beauties, charming villas, picturesque alleys and gardens which diffuse their sweet fragrance around, Baveno offers the great convenience of all sort of accommodation, supplied with every comfort for the pleasure and well-being of their guests.
Every year in July in Baveno take place the music Festival dedicated to the composer Umberto Giordano who used to spend his holiday at Villa Fedora, today a public park.
OK that’s eight and a half hours in conference, time for a few more snaps now and a gulp of fresh air….
Lake Como is somewhere in Italy that everyone should visit.
I am going to show this beautiful place to you with some images from a trip I took in the summer of 2013
We spent a week here as part of a rail trip across Europe , that was booked with Great Rail Journeys, all of these photos were taken on my Leica X2, which has now been replaced with something i can’t focus as well!
Lake Como, Lago di Como in Italian, is Italy’s most popular lake and also its deepest. Lake Como is shaped like an inverted Y giving it a long perimeter. The lake is surrounded by mountains and hills and dotted with beautiful villas and resort villages. There are good hiking paths, boat trips and water activities. Popular since Roman times, Lake Como is a top romantic travel destination and a great spot for photography.
Lake Como is in the region of Lombardy and is part of the northern Italian Lakes District. It lies between Milan and the border of Switzerland with its southern tip about 40km north of Milan. See location on this Lombardy Map.
Lake Como is a popular weekend destination for people from Milan so the weekdays may be less crowded. July and August are the most crowded months. Spring and Fall are the best times to visit as it is less crowded and the weather is usually pleasant.
anyhow, back to the trip – Lake Como is on the Milan to Switzerland line, and that’s how we arrived, the train stops in the town of Como itself and you can easily drag your cases down onto the lake-front, where there is a tourist office and plenty of hotels; we stayed at the metropole
What a great few days; Lake Como is beautiful, you need to get on a boat and visit the many towns and villages by hopping on and off, taking a picnic and your camera….
I think I have found my shopping heaven; tucked away around the corner from the tourists and the Ponte Vecchio.
Subtle, discreet, tucked away and amazingly stylish, packed with amazing stuff but beautifully done in every way – very similar to a Leica M camera.
More later on this shop and its contents, after two visits I had to be led away like a small child on holiday, pestering the parents to buy something that was never going to figure in even the most lavish piggy-bank emptying holiday finance debacle.
We can still dream though, perhaps a second hand M9 and a 35mm Summicron 1.4 would be nice.
Florence is best served early in the morning, with a cigarette and a double espresso, around 6.50 am this morning to be precise, I wish I could communicate the sound and the smells, as the bells ring out across the city and the busy people scamper around below, you look out in wonder. The image will have to do the job.
Florence is a place of geat beauty.
I am in Rome as I write this, but there is a lot more to come about the last 5 days in Tuscany, a lot more.
now I am in Portugal, and way behind with my blogging -I will start a new post for Florence, Rome and Portugal and have them all updated in the coming days
We spent most of the day yesterday on an a train of some sort, some good, some better than good, none as pleasant as a Swiss train though sadly!
Starting in Paris very early, we got a long way in a very short time t0 Lyon (250 miles) in 1 hour 40 minutes to be exact….
Once in Italy, although armed with waiter service and a nicer train, there was a lack of wi-fi even in first class, and a seemingly pedestrian pace to our travel – I could have cycled it quicker in fact.
So why then does it take a further seven hours to go as far again?
I think the answer is something to do with the Alps…who put them there?
A long day on the train was rewarded with an evening stroll into the beautiful city of Verona – our home for the next few days
Shakespeare placed star-crossed lovers Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet in Verona for good reason: romance, drama and fatal family feuding have been the city’s hallmark for centuries. From the 3rd century BC Verona was a Roman trade centre with ancient gates, a forum (now Piazza delle Erbe) and a grand Roman arena, which still serves as one of the world’s great opera venues. In the Middle Ages the city flourished under the wrathful Scaligeri clan, who were as much energetic patrons of the arts as they were murderous tyrants. Their elaborate Gothic tombs, the Arche Scaligere, are just off Piazza dei Signori.
Under Cangrande I (1308–28) Verona conquered Padua and Vicenza, with Dante, Petrarch and Giotto benefitting from the city’s patronage. But the fratricidal rage of Cangrande II (1351–59) complicated matters, and the Scaligeri were run out of town in 1387. Venice took definitive control in 1404, ruling until Napoleon’s arrival in 1797.
The city became a Fascist control centre from 1938 to 1945, a key location for Resistance interrogation and transit point for Italian Jews sent to Nazi concentration camps. Today, as the city grapples with its changing identity as an international commercial centre, it has become a Lega Nord (Northern League) stronghold. Yet the city is a Unesco World Heritage Site and a cosmopolitan crossroads, especially in summer when the 2000-year-old arena hosts opera’s biggest names (including us).
Satup in bed now, listening to Aida – frantically trying to memorise two and a half hours of music, to get ready for tomorrow night down at the Arena, Verona.
It would seem that Giuseppe Fortunino Francesco Verdi was born on the 9th October 1813 and left this earth on 27 January 1901 – over 113 years ago; so how come he’s such a big deal?
Clearly he was an ItalianRomantic composer primarily known for his operas. I am advised by Wikipedia that he is considered, together with Richard Wagner, the preeminent opera composer of the nineteenth century.
Well, I will be the judge of that after I have sat with a numb bum for four hours tomorrow night in the open air!
It would also seem that Aida was a runaway success – following the very first performance in Cario on Christmas Eve 1871, the opera went on to great critical acclaim and was performed around the world – and still is to this day, making it the second most performed opera in the world, after La Beheme.