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Published: August 8th 2012
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It was an incredibly hot day when we got in to Treviso. After meeting our host Valeria (yes, we just went from Valerio to Valeria!) and her partner Renzo we attempted to stay cool in the house. We started to set the outside table for dinner just before the weather started to change. It cooled down quite a lot and then started to rain. We opened up the windows to cool the house, but then a snap storm hit. It went from light rain to large pieces of hail and gale force winds in a matter of 10 seconds. The wind was so strong it started blowing the large outdoor table across the ground. Chris ran outside and braved the pieces of hale flying sideways past his ears to rescue the crockery off of the table. Nena jumped up and attempted to close the windows as pot plants flew off the window sill and crashed into her feet and legs. For maybe 5-10 minutes it was complete chaos. Afterwards we helped with the cleanup - sweeping up mud, picking up broken things, and Chris digging a hole to bury a dead bird we found in the driveway. Our hosts also had
Fill'er'up!
pfft it's not even milky! a pet turtle which was fine of course (though possibly deaf from the hammering on its shell!). Once we had cleaned up we sat down again and had a delicious Gazpacho soup with some home cooked foccaccia for dinner followed by some yummy home made upside down cake. A couple of English couch surfers arrived later and we chatted a bit before all going to bed.
At 9am exactly (Lorenzo was very punctual) we made our way to breakfast and joined our hosts and the other surfers. After a tasty meal the four of us couch surfers borrowed some bikes and rode into the centre of Treviso to take a look around. It was a Sunday and most shops were shut so it was very quiet, but we managed to find the famous Fontana de Tettes and take some funny photos of it. There was a church in town which according to the local tourist info was "Almost a small vatican", which was a pretty funny description. We rode around the outside of the old town and looked at the old city walls which we decided was "amost a small great wall of China". We came home for a
Cool clockface.
We noticed the Roman Numerals on clocks throughout Europe were different to what we learnt at school. (4 = IIII, but we learnt 4 = IV). big lunch with our hosts and some other friends of theirs (some locals, and a couple from Nigera). The Nigerian man was amazing - he was telling us of a terrible car accident in which their child was killed and his wife had ended up in a wheelchair, but he was smiling about it. It's just a cultural difference - but it seemed amazing that they could talk about it like that.
After lunch the four of us grabbed the bikes again and went for a ride along the river and stopped at a fishing lake to have a drink. Nena watched a baby being bottle-fed something brown. We hope it wasn't Coke. Perhaps it was an esperesso (this is Italy!). The other couch surfers left in the evening and we had a quiet dinner with our hosts eating left overs from lunch (delicious spaghetti, and Indian curry, rice and salad). After dinner we chatted for a while and our host gave us some home-made orange and cinnamon grappe to try. Tasty, but so high in alcohol! ouch! She also told us to try and see if we could find a drink called "musta" which is the first product
Domes
"Nearly a small Vatican" in the winemaking process. It has slightly fermented, but not much. We will have to see if we can find some from any of the winemakers in Tassie.
Monday morrning we went back into the city and caught a few trains to get to Lugano in Switzerland. One thing we've noticed along the way is that in Italy, on the regional trains, we never had our tickets checked. Same for the buses. On the high speed trains they checked, but never on the slower domestic ones.
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