Today was a mishmash of walking through some lovely parts of Venice, eating an expensive lunch at a hoity-toity place, taking several boat rides long and short, and visiting the island of Torcello, a little-populated place with an amazing basilica on it. In addition, we ate a famous local cake (fugassa veneziana) as it was Norbert’s birthday, and had several caffè (don’t call them espressos apparently). Pics below…
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Gothenburg started improving for us yesterday evening when we went out to dinner. In the first place we had the absolutely best meatballs of my life (in another gay bar with a restaurant, as fate would have it) and then walked around a nicer part of the city that was wonderfully shown off in the evening light. Today we decided to visit the archipelago of islands just south of Gothenburg (there is a northern collection as well, fyi). The weather and the islands were absolutely gorgeous, and this is one of those things that (surprisingly) you can do cheaply here. We bought a day pass on the metro system that included unlimited rides on the trams and busses, as well as on the ferries. So we spent the day hopping from island to island and enjoying the natural beauty. The islands are really lovely, and at least at this time of the year have the most fragrant lilacs and other flowers all over the place. We walked around, enjoyed the scenery and weather, and finally made it back to our hotel a short while ago. We are so glad we came to Gothenburg, because it seems off the beaten track a bit, and the trip to the islands was really a treat.
At the lunch counter of the most excellent “Sieglo XX” in old San Juan (where the flan is to die for, btw), we met a lovely young woman who suggested we visit a place called “La Parguera”. We hadn’t heard of it before but are nothing if not adventurous, so we decided to head out the next day, take in part of the famous “Ruta Panorámica“, and head over the the other side of the island for a look see. The Ruta was mostly covered in fog and alas, not very panoramica at all. It was also very twisty and turny. This, combined with Josh’s amphetamine-around-every-corner style of driving made me almost hurl, many times over. I was fortunately mostly recovered by the time we descended into La Parguera. We hadn’t realized before getting there that this was no ordinary beach, but a series of lovely small islands off the coast. So we negotiated a boat ride and spent two hours on one of the loveliest tiny islands I have ever seen. And for most of the time there, we were completely alone. There was literally no one else on the island. It was beautiful and calm and I had a great mediation here. I highly recommend this place.