Lake Como is beautiful. Our first late night arrival had us hunting along the coast of the lake for a village that was open that would serve us something to eat. We had postponed eating until our arrival, foolishly believing that we were always almost at our destination. We finally arrived in Dongo, a little village to the east of our own village of Musso, where we enjoyed a bottle of wine and some grilled sandwiches. The claim to fame of Dongo is that it was here that Musselini was captured. I am painfully aware of how little Italian I know – almost non existent. And unlike France, where everyone seems to know a little English if you get stumped in your translations, here almost no one has a command of the English language. I am however grateful for those who do!
The rainy weather has followed us here. So far it has rained every day that we have been gone and my single pair of pants is getting a bit tired. That hasn’t stopped the kids from swimming in the pool at our lovely villa. We have a commanding view of the lake and bell tower from our perch.