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Published: June 14th 2017
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Leaving Ronco is never easy. Matt said that next time we come, we should stay here for THREE WEEKS - don't tell him that we did that last time! - and Tom said if we left him behind, he could just eat with the zii, and would bespeaking Italian in no time. Martina told Georgia that she is the daughter that she never had - think that we all feel very much at home here.
After packing up (how do we have so much stuff?), we slipped down to Losone to get money to pay the Bar Lucca for last night - and because this town is so small, we ran into Danny de Bortoli. We were parked, and I was looking at the iPad, and couldn't work out why the kids in the back were laughing so hard - but Danny was poking faces at them through the windows! Back to Ronco, where Romano was waiting for us, and just having a drink at Bar Lucca. We visited each of the 3 zii's houses for just one more kiss goodbye...Natalina cried, Teresina cried, Kaylene cried....and also farewelled Eurosia at her office. It is so sad leaving each time.
We also stopped at Martina's house - she cried and cried....and then on the road.
The trip was fairly uneventful. The kids listened to Harry Potter on audiobook, and we stopped for lunch on the other side of the 17km St Gotthard tunnel at a petrol station. We were going to stop at Basel, which Rita recommended, but we tried to drive into the town, the traffic (and trams) were busy, we didn't really know where we were headed - and as the sun was setting at 3pm, we decided to just go to Riquewihr.
Ah, Riquewihr! But our little hidden paradise has been found by lots of people, as there is a Christmas market here very night. We parked near the playground, and walked through the 800 year old town gates, to find the streets filled with small stalls selling all kinds of things - lots of food stalls (nougat,gingerbread, sausages, salami, cheeses and foie gras) as well as souvenirs and Christmas decorations.
Our hotel is right in the middle of town, near where we stayed last time and is very cute. It is the perfect combination - character filled rooms with ancient oak beams and little windows into
the street below, and modern bathrooms with good water pressure and lots of hot water!
After looking at the markets for a while, we found a little restaurant and reintroduced the children to the tarte flambé - an Alsatian pizza, made with fromage blanc, onions and ham or bacon. Last time, they loved them, but tonight Matthew was unsure....or just tired.
Up to our rooms - the kids are excited to have a room of their own, with us in the room next door. We need a password to enter their room, they tell us!!
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