We went instead to Lake Iseo. A very small lake compared to some we have seen – 16 km’s long and 5 km’s wide at some places. The same size as Lake Windermere and Italy's seventh biggest lake.
We stayed in a campsite right on the lake front and chose a spot on the waters edge for Nerys.
The view was lovely, the campsite was lovely, the weather was lovely. We spent the day by the lake, in the lake and on the lake. Canoeing to the little island with a little castle. Shaded under an Olive tree I had the best views, whilst doing my exercises.
The lady who ran the campsite was lovely. She was helping me out with some translation with the gentleman who looked after the canoes (she gently suggested that he stubbornly refused to understand anything but Italian, whilst keeping a big tanned grin on his aging face). Alan had used his best Italian and not really got anywhere, so I stepped in to try out my feminine whiles - A decent replacement to knowledge of the Italian language as it happens!!
The campsite lady was curious about our journey, but then excused herself to answer the phone. It was important news. Her daughter was phoning to say that the voting results were in and Burlosconi had lost Milan and some other Northern cities and this indicated that he was on his way out. She couldn’t have been more thrilled and I was happy to be there and share in her palpable relief. We high fived and then she went on to explain how he had degraded the school system, the water system, the refuge… She obviously loved her country and explained that now there was hope. It would take time, but there was an opportunity to rebuild a country she was proud of, because, she said, she had been embarrassed and saddened by her own country. What an insight.
She thought, what we were attempting on our trip – to learn some language and better understand our European neighbours and perhaps bring back some good habits - like siestas!
The lady kindly didn’t charge us extra for our lakeside spot and wished us well on our journey. Lake Iseo (we have been pronouncing it IZEO, when it turns out that it is ISAO) was just wonderful and we look forward to returning to this particular campsite.
We could have stayed longer, perhaps should have stayed longer, but on we went to check out Garda. We needed somewhere with free internet to get some work and research for the remainder of our trip done, as it is a bit of a rip off paying for internet at campsites – 4 Euros for an hour at some places!
This is our last campsite for a while and then we will be at Amico’s and HelpX and Woofing. We have spent our holiday money now, so it is belt tightening time.