Mountain Drives And Italian Vibes

Thursday Sept 9th –


The business man left for customer meetings and the wife living leisurely lay in bed a few hours more πŸ˜‹

Then made use of the desk with a viewπŸ’»

Mike had people to see and places to be and luckily I got to stay in the room until 1:00pm leaving my bags downstairs before heading up to spend the remaining wait on the roof lounge.

The coffee was excellent πŸ˜ŽπŸ‘ŒπŸ»β˜•οΈπŸ’™πŸ‡¨πŸ‡­

I passed the time drawing a little and going through the photos taken on the trip, trying to delete useless ones as we go so I’m not left with a billion to sort through for the blog postsπŸ˜‹
It wooooould be something to do on the drives, if I didn’t get car sick from looking at my phone for more then a minute πŸ™„

Mike returned from his meetings and we left the lovely GlashausΒ Hotel, interior designers card in hand so we can possibly search out the fur blanket I fell in love with that was in our room πŸ˜‚

We were wanting cheese fondue for lunch but sadly most weren’t serving that until later in the day, if at all, so we finally just sat down at one and decided to go with whatever they had/whatever the price 😏

We shared ‘Pastetli’ a Swiss dish with a crust and gravy much like pot pie but stuffed with sausage, mushrooms and one other meat I’m not 100% sure of πŸ˜‹
It turned out to be a really tasty lunch actually and it’s always nice to be able to try a classic of the area (and like it) 😁

Onward we drove, making it to our third hotel by 7:30 which was in the town of Locarno by Lake Maggiore.

The hotel was near the border of Italy and everything took a turn to the more tropical/Italian look very quickly.
Brighter houses, palm trees and pizza advertisements 😏

The views on the drive there were breathtaking in spots, making it ever more apparent there is a God who made the world and all its vast landscapes.

Though mountains aren’t my thing, I can still appreciate their rugged beauty 🏞

I guess Mike liked the cows in Switzerland too πŸ˜πŸ˜‹πŸ‚ It was a little ridiculous where the cow was grazing though, literally living on the edge.

We walked to the town square a couple of minutes away from the hotel, looking for food yet again and getting tired of our constant need for it πŸ™„πŸ˜

Nothing was found that really struck our fancy but it was all for the best since back at the hotel we chose a pamphlet for Greek take away and it turned out to be owned by the receptionists husband.

Isola Greca 🍴

She was able to suggest some things and even called to order for us and have it delivered right to the hotel where we then ate it from our rooms balcony πŸ˜„πŸ‘ŒπŸ»
Perfect for me who was getting sick of the constant being with people every meal and outing.

Phyllo stuffed with vanilla and  sprinkled with cinnamon and sugar was dessert😁

(Picture of room not available as it wasn’t really worth showing, but it was clean and the staff were very friendly😁)

The food was really good, especially the chicken which was very tender.
Also, the entire meal for both of us cost pretty much the same as one meal at a Swiss restaurant would have 😜

Author: jessicapeters95

Hello humans 😊 This is where you learn about me I suppose, though anyone reading this right now most likely knows all the boring details ;) I am Jessica Rose Peters-Hagenouw. (Always thought I'd be able to pronounce my married name but hey, life doesn't go as we plan.) June 11, 1995, tis the day Robert and Bonnie Peters received the most adorable, amazing, wonderful, surprise 3rd child they could have dreamed of. Speaking of being the third child, I have an older brother and an older sister. Both of whom are married and have wee little families of their own, making 'Aunty Jess' another name I go by. I grew up and have lived all of my years up till November 2015 in Saskatchewan, Canada. Making summers that are extremely short and winters that never end, vast open spaces, northern lights, unthinkable amounts of mosquitoes, lakes, forests and people waving to you on the grid road all different things that mean = Home. But Home is not where I'll be for some time. My husband is a Dutchman, living in Europe. Therefore I too have been living in Europe for the last few months. The reason I started this little blog/journal/writing thing, is to document a bit of my "whole new world," for those at home who wont be awake at 3:00 am wanting to hear about how I couldn't find flour at the grocery store. Thanks for stopping by and taking a peek into my little life 😊

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