Moving Day

Last night we bade farewell to our tour group with a dinner and a few drinks. Main associates during the tour were several Canadians, mainly from Toronto. The nice weather meant we could move out on to the terrace and chat until 11.00 - our first late night, as we could have a late breakfast as the others went to the airport. Caught the trains to Munich Airport and an Air Dolomiti flight to Bologna.

Jumped on the shuttle to town and our home for two nights, Hotel Internationazale.

After a short rest we set out up Via Independenza with throngs of people having a Sunday evening stroll. Lots of performers and buskers kept the crowds entertained. We were just as impressed with the number of Italianate and Renaissance buildings. Walked back toward our hotel and found a nice restaurant. Our choice of Italian continued to provide satisfying food and wine.

Reflecting on the tour, we enjoyed many aspects, but not all. Our guide, local experts and driver were all excellent. We could never have seen all we did without them. I would never attempt it on my own.

Being sick for most of the time was not helpful. The relentless pace didn't give me a chance to recover. Gail was amazingly good at making all the early morning departures and kept to the pace.

The places visited were extraordinary, and now having a taste, we can decide to return for a more relaxed look. The group were a mixed bag, but we found enough really good people to connect with.

Our tour got all the experiences of more expensive ones. Our hotels were out of the centre, but all accessible by trams etc. We would possibly do something similar in future, but perhaps less hectic.