I’ve been sitting here close to five minutes contemplating how to start this post.
A philosophical approach
might have been is too over-the-top.
So maybe just get to the bottom of it right away, dearies.
I’ve been doing a FSJ (Freiwilliges Soziales Jahr=Voluntary Sozial Year) and last month we had our final seminar. Usually our seminars are quite boring. But also kind of fun because of the people we spend it with. Making friends and just enjoying our free time after whatever was on the timetable for the day.
Anyway, our seminar was in Italy at the Lago di Garda. It was awesome.
We mostly did sightseeing and souvenir shopping. Only very little discussing how our past year has been. Which we were very thankful for having discussed that point overly much the past seminars.
We were in Florence, Venice and other towns I can’t seem to recall the names of. Charming little towns, I’ll have you know.
Don’t you think that the pool at our hotel has a remarkable likeness to a footprint? Especially with the chairs as toes.
The hotel from afar. It really was a nice hotel. And the staff was very nice.
Although they did apparently accuse our room of stealing from others and also entered our room at night(!) to question us. We were asleep already though and just slightly confused as to who would disturb our sleep at the ungodly hour of 2 A.M.! Our sleepridden brains discarded it as unimportant and allowed us to continue sleeping. Being asleep proved to be our alibi as whatever had been stolen had been stolen in the past half an hour.
It suffices to say that – of course – we had nothing to do with the theft. We were miffed in any case that anyone could even arrive to the conclusion to accuse us.
Anyway, on our first day we went to Florence.
For shopping of course. When in Italy one has to do shopping, even if all the shopping I did was acquiring postcards and stamps. I might have spent over 30€ on postcards and stamps alone. I had my priorities as you can tell.
This is the coliseum and parts of scenery from a play that had most likely just finished being performed as they were also busily erecting new props and the like.
The day after we visited the Red Cross Museum in Castiglione delle Stiviere and enjoyed some nice coffee at
Gobbi Pasticceria e Caffetteria (www.gobbipasticceria.it ; 0376 638087).
Yes, I took notes only for you, dear readers.
Just afterwards we went to the bone chapel in Solferino where the remains of the dead of the battle of Solferino were shown quite aesthetically. The battle of Solferino also lead to the founding of the Red Cross.
A little blurry but it was very interesting for sure. How one can discern certain features from bones alone. Big noses, small noses, hooked noses, prominent eyebrows or not. Very fascinating!
Of course some (very few…me, friend + two others) went hiking too. In the heat. In Italy. Up a mountain. It actually wasn’t that bad. Quite nice really.
And now on to Venice!
Very beautiful city. If a little crowded. And very touristy.
I advice you to walk a while into the depths of the city before buying souvenirs. You can safe a lot of money by doing so and the quality does not drop in the slightest. Might even improve.
Getting lost os part of the charm. And if you really are hopelessly lost:
I think taking a compass with you has definitely its merits. And there are maps all over the city. Just need to find them and then orient with the help of one of the many churches. It works splendidly.
Also visit one of the cramped little bookshops. You might find a classic from 1920 for your bibliophile friend at home.
On to the town I forgot the name of.
Unfortunately it was raining. But it was directly at the lake and they have nice café’s so you can watch people scurrying around and boats bobbing up and down on the waves.
And now it’s time for the hair. Excuse the mess in the background.
Braids to be exact.
A crownbraid on myself. Not bad for a first attempt, right?
And a dutchbraided updo on my friend.
Very useful for hiking!
Many thanks to my friends for the pictures. The doofus a.k.a. me forgot her camera.
Italy was great and we were all very sad to leave it behind after this great week. I look forward to going there again.