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| Majestic forest and Swiss Alps |
Lake Garda, Venice & Verona Italy
Monday 17th
March 2014
An early morning rise
arrived at 6:00am in Metz for another very long
day of travel for the second part of the journey to Lake
Garda. After forcing myself to get out of bed and changed, I
headed downstairs as well as everybody else for a nice breakfast. As we sat
down and ate I was trying to make conversations with my fellow passengers about
previous trips they had taken whether being flights or coach holidays and
trying to stop the awkward silence around the table. A while later, we
eventually left Metz to head straight to the
Swiss border near Strasbourg.
As we got closer to the Swiss border, there were some good views but my mind
kept telling me that there were greater sights to see. I was not disappointed
because the previous scenes and sights paled in comparison to when we actually
arrived in Switzerland.
From here on, I was completely speechless and overwhelmed with the spectacular
views of the infamous Swiss Alps. I have seen these views on the TV but it was
a lot different and better actually being there feeling the elements and
emotions first hand. The shear size of the mountain peaks all covered in white
snow was monstrous and this was definitely the highlight of today. I took some
amazing pictures and some footage of the Alps
and the small towns set in well within the hillsides. During our break within
the wondrous sights I decided to take a long walk in the Alps
and the river right next to us. This has got to be the best and interesting
sight I have seen in my life so far. To feel the freezing cold river flowing
quite slowly down the valley was refreshing. Even though we were high in the
Swiss Alps with all the snow surrounding me, the temperature was 25 degrees
centigrade which I could feel every degree as my neck was starting to burn. We
headed back inside the coach heading straight for the next country which of
course was Italy.
After passing yet more incredible views of the Alps and also the infamous Mont
Blanc tunnel, I finally made it into Italy and the excitement kicked in
again. I couldn’t believe I was Italy
thinking I was in England
yesterday around about the same time and I was eager to make it to the
beautiful Lake Garda. Yet another long drive
finally brought us to the final destination at a 4 star Hotel Virgilio located
at Riva Del Garda. It was definitely a sense of relief to get off my seat on
the coach as I think I started to lose feeling in my backside by then. We all
slowly made our way into the beautiful looking hotel and lined up at the
reception to receive our keys. I then caught my eye on a blonde haired
waitress. She looked very pretty and then she smiled at me. Returning back to
earth, I eventually located my room and as soon as I got in, I realised it was
not as good as the room at the Best Western Hotel in Metz. However, the sights were a lot better
which made up for that straight away. I headed downstairs after unpacking my
bag to have my evening dinner. As I sat at my allocated table I met and spoke
to 2 old passengers and a middle aged passenger which had a lot of interesting
and unique stories to share mostly sharing some wisdom across to me too. After
a beautiful dinner by the hotel, I headed back upstairs with a sense of
excitement and happiness in my heart as I was finally in Italy wondering
what the coming days had to offer for me.
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| Approaching Swiss Alps |
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| Swiss Alps |
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| Swiss Alps |
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| View from my room - Hotel Virgilio, Riva del Garda |
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