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Published: September 25th 2019
Where in the world is Gabby the motorhome? She is set up in a caravan site on the edge of a lake near to the town of Lecco. The sun is out . It is raining back home and it is unbearably hot here. It should have been an easy drive down here but Gabby despite being quite slim still weighs in at around 3 tonnes and her weight plays havoc with Glenns shoulders as he wrestles with her bulk on the Italian roads. It was a day of driving through a few countries today . First of all Stowitzerland still with snow on the peaks. Still with the greenest of green fields. Tunnels after tunnels until eventually we came out in Italy and reached our destination of Lecco.
The plan was to use this campsite as a base for a couple of days. We had decided it was an easy walk into town or a short bus ride and from Lecco we could access the train into Monza. Monza with its medieval heart, its cathedral and an iron crown . That was the plan however as we drove in we realised that the walk was not going to be
an easy one. The buses and trains would run but it was Sunday so service was infrequent. And then there was the campsite . It was a touch shabby. The reception doubled up as a bar and as a small take away. It was possible to have pizzas or pasta . All of which came out of the microwave. The campsite was part shady, part gloomy , tree lined and filled with ancient statics . The lakeside where we had a pitch for the sum of 25 euros was sunny and we were packed in like sardines between tents, motorhomes and even Italians who had brought their seats and paid for a pitch to sit on all day. It needed some TLC but didnt look as if it were going to get some any time soon. The showers were old and in need of an update . They even cost a further 50 cents to have hot water . It all seemed dated . The plan to stay two days was quickly evaporating by the minute . We couldn't imagine staying more than one night. To be fair it was quiet and on another day perhaps it would have suited us better .
We sat all afternoon watching the free entertainment . Two seaplanes taking off and landing on the lake at regular intervals. They circled the town which is not the most interesting and then flew over the mountains. The yellow sea planes kept everyone occupied for hours.
We tried to think of another way to see Monza but made the decision it was just not possible. We decided to hit the road tomorrow and head down to the land of white plastic chairs and the prostitutes on the roadside . Camping Citte Bologna it was to be . Just another stopover on our way down to the heel of Italy .
At least we have books to read - an Elizabethan mystery and a few DVD's to watch . Catching up on the Last Kingdom has kept us occupied in the dark nights . Being late September it goes dark at 7. So no sitting out at night . We just tuck ourselves up in Gabby . Until the morning that is when the road beckons again .
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