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Lake Como, Italy - Day 5

Monday, June 4, 2012 8:00 AM

Today began with a late start.  I've come down with a cold.  I stayed in bed until about 1 p.m. and Jess ran out to the pharmacy to get me some medicine.  Unlike supermarkets in the United States, the supermarkets here do not carry over the counter medication.  Jess had to go to an actual pharmacy and ask for the product as it wasn't just stocked on the shelves.  I think Italy needs to be introduced to CVS or Duane Reade; it will revolutionize the ability of its population to self medicate.  After taking the cold medicine I was feeling slightly better, but my voice is gone and my throat isn't feeling so great.  I decided we would attempt to salvage the day by heading to Lake Como which is an hour train ride north of Milan.

The train was similar to the Long Island Rail Road in New York, except there was a weird whining noise as the train moved.  We heard it both ways.  When we arrived we walked straight to the Duomo.  It was already late and we didn't want it to close before we got a chance to check it out.  Jess was fully covered so we didn't have to worry about being booted from another church.  I don't get what the big fuss is about dressing "decent" here.  Weren't Adam and Eve naked?  Anyway, there was a service occurring when we arrived so we watched for awhile and then walked the streets of the town for about an hour.  Some of the streets were so narrow that it was easy to forget cars drove through them. 

Le Colonne Pizzeria
We hadn't eaten all day and wanted to finally eat some Italian pizza.  The restaurant recommended for the best pizza in town was Le Colonne but they wouldn't be open for dinner until 7 p.m. and it was around 5:30.  We wanted to take a ferry ride to Bellagio but the person at the ticket window told us it was to late to obtain a return trip if we went and would have to find a place to stay.  We passed and instead opted for a thirty minute boat tour of the lake.

The lake is really a beautiful sight.  Between the homes lining the shores to the large mountains surrounding the lake, it was a very interesting view, one of which I have nothing to compare to having seen before.  After the boat trip we headed back to the restaurant and ordered pizza.

Me at Lake Como
The pizza in Italy comes as a person pie which would maybe be the equivalent to three and a half slices back in New York.  We got one regular pie and one pepperoni, though they call it spicy salami instead of pepperoni.  I haven't seen a place yet that sells the pizza by the slice, but we've been only going to restaurants.  A smaller sized venue might be different, though we aren't sure.  We sliced up our pizza pies and ate them like we do back home, but everyone else we've seen eating pizza here have been using a fork and knife.  Once we finished dinner we caught the next to the last train back to Milan.


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