MA DOVE VAI?

ok, so who will admit to using a TomTom to get round town? or in our case, to find the car? Cris, in a bondesque kind of way, kept plunging behind arches and dashing behind trees to hide the navigator from view. We did manage to find the info point without it though so it was a race between me waving a paper map and Cris peering into the navigator. By the end of our stay, neither of us had any idea what Ferrara, the World Heritage Site, looked like...

So we moved on to Este, to celebrate the "Ponte del 25 Aprile" and the liberation of Italy with Rocio and Piero. The new Osteria of the Redda Shutterzza is highly recommended and got a five star rating in the Giardini Travel Guide. Where else do they provide valet service to wave you out of the car park (ok, I nearly killed the neighbour in the process), sheets AND towels, HOT freshly-baked muffins for breakfast, and most importantly great company?

During our stay, we managed to avoid strangling screaming kids during our agritourismo dinner, joined a tour group round Este, made our way up to the colli Eugubini or Euganesi (the one that does not mean from Gubbio) and discover the historical significance of Este's nobel families whilst sipping honey-sweet wine in one of their villas.


Ferrara, we are told.


The drive up to the top of the mountain was strenuous. Piero was rewarded by a cheeky extra panino whilst the rest of us had moved on to desert.


Rocio was escorted out of the villa's grounds by two guards after rowdy behaviour and alcohol abuse.