Warmish and overcast this morning. Damp after yesterday's rain and threatening more.
It was warmish and overcast as I trotted the dotties down the hill at 8:45, and it was still warmish and overcast as I loaded them into the car and spread out a succession of food, drinks, treats and last-ditch bribes on the passenger seat beside me.
It was warmish and overcast driving along the lake road through Cannero Riviera and on to Verbania. It was warmish and overcast as I whizzed past the train station at Fondotoce, the outer limit of my solo driving experience.
It was warmish and overcast as I filtered onto the A26 heading towards Milan.
I passed through the familiar litany of tunnels - Mottarone Secondo, Mottarone Primo, Mottavinea, Massino Visconti - and as I took a ticket at the toll gate it was warmish and overcast. Two more tunnels followed - Dorbie and Melissa - and then off to pay the toll and onwards on the SS33/SS36 through Vergiate, Somma Lombardo and Case Nuove.
At Malpensa arrivals, warmish and overcast weather watched over me as I negotiated my first multi-storey car park. I would like to say that a ray of sunshine fell on me as, flush with the excitement of still being in one piece, I hurried to greet my husband, AJ at my side, B in my arms. But it didn't. It was still warmish and overcast.
Then it was : Case Nuove, Somma Lombardo, Vergiate, Melissa, Dorbie, Massino Visconti, Mottavinea, Mottarone Primo, Mottarone Secondo, Fondotoce, Verbania, Cannero and ... home.
Where it was bucketing it down.
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Friday, 16 May 2008
One last driving story : A is for Autostrada
Warmish and overcast this morning. Damp after yesterday's rain and threatening more.
It was warmish and overcast as I trotted the dotties down the hill at 8:45, and it was still warmish and overcast as I loaded them into the car and spread out a succession of food, drinks, treats and last-ditch bribes on the passenger seat beside me.
It was warmish and overcast driving along the lake road through Cannero Riviera and on to Verbania. It was warmish and overcast as I whizzed past the train station at Fondotoce, the outer limit of my solo driving experience.
It was warmish and overcast as I filtered onto the A26 heading towards Milan.
I passed through the familiar litany of tunnels - Mottarone Secondo, Mottarone Primo, Mottavinea, Massino Visconti - and as I took a ticket at the toll gate it was warmish and overcast. Two more tunnels followed - Dorbie and Melissa - and then off to pay the toll and onwards on the SS33/SS36 through Vergiate, Somma Lombardo and Case Nuove.
At Malpensa arrivals, warmish and overcast weather watched over me as I negotiated my first multi-storey car park. I would like to say that a ray of sunshine fell on me as, flush with the excitement of still being in one piece, I hurried to greet my husband, AJ at my side, B in my arms. But it didn't. It was still warmish and overcast.
Then it was : Case Nuove, Somma Lombardo, Vergiate, Melissa, Dorbie, Massino Visconti, Mottavinea, Mottarone Primo, Mottarone Secondo, Fondotoce, Verbania, Cannero and ... home.
Where it was bucketing it down.
It was warmish and overcast as I trotted the dotties down the hill at 8:45, and it was still warmish and overcast as I loaded them into the car and spread out a succession of food, drinks, treats and last-ditch bribes on the passenger seat beside me.
It was warmish and overcast driving along the lake road through Cannero Riviera and on to Verbania. It was warmish and overcast as I whizzed past the train station at Fondotoce, the outer limit of my solo driving experience.
It was warmish and overcast as I filtered onto the A26 heading towards Milan.
I passed through the familiar litany of tunnels - Mottarone Secondo, Mottarone Primo, Mottavinea, Massino Visconti - and as I took a ticket at the toll gate it was warmish and overcast. Two more tunnels followed - Dorbie and Melissa - and then off to pay the toll and onwards on the SS33/SS36 through Vergiate, Somma Lombardo and Case Nuove.
At Malpensa arrivals, warmish and overcast weather watched over me as I negotiated my first multi-storey car park. I would like to say that a ray of sunshine fell on me as, flush with the excitement of still being in one piece, I hurried to greet my husband, AJ at my side, B in my arms. But it didn't. It was still warmish and overcast.
Then it was : Case Nuove, Somma Lombardo, Vergiate, Melissa, Dorbie, Massino Visconti, Mottavinea, Mottarone Primo, Mottarone Secondo, Fondotoce, Verbania, Cannero and ... home.
Where it was bucketing it down.
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Gypsy at Heart said...
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loved all the tunnel names until I got to Dorbie and Melissa. What was THAT all about? So glad he is home now. It must be wonderful to have the family back together again. Good. For my part, I arrived safely with my own husband and chick in tow. Hard trip. Will be even harder going back. Don't know to what degree I'll continue to have access but when I do I'll visit. So much to tell already and I've only been here 2 days.
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Sunday, 18 May, 2008
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loved all the tunnel names until I got to Dorbie and Melissa. What was THAT all about? So glad he is home now. It must be wonderful to have the family back together again. Good. For my part, I arrived safely with my own husband and chick in tow. Hard trip. Will be even harder going back. Don't know to what degree I'll continue to have access but when I do I'll visit. So much to tell already and I've only been here 2 days.
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