Will the rain stop? |
A sunset after rain is never old fashioned... |
The first of many feline encounters. |
Do boats sleep at night? |
Welcome to "Ristorante Italia" |
Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door... |
“All happiness depends on a leisurely breakfast.” |
Peaceful awakening of a small world. |
War memorial... |
The old lady who looked around... |
A walk over the island, waiting for the boat... |
Do Italian cats like pizza for breakfast? |
It’s exactly like a bus, but it’s a boat... |
Here is the small town of Baveno, but we won’t stop there this time... |
Flaubert’s little Paradise... |
Just landed at the little Garden of Eden… |
The quiet sleep of the hidden boat... |
Noblesse oblige...even among birds! |
It’s better to not know what Sergey is thinking... |
Nothing is more the child of art than a garden... |
The Chapel |
How to touch a poet’s heart... |
How to conquer a prosaic coffee lover’s heart... |
Sailing to Pallanza... |
Coming from the tiny islands, Pallanza looks like a metropolis! |
All evidences prove it, this is actually Italy... |
Limited traffic zone... |
The balcony in the sun... |
San Leonardo's stairs... |
San Leonardo Church interior |
Hide-and-seek... |
From courtyard to courtyard... |
Ancient, plain alleys have a secret charm... |
I humbly confess I have no idea what it is... |
Upstairs, downstairs.... |
“Hurry up” the fisherman told us... |
Sailing to Isola Bella... |
This is really what we can call "A Shop Window"... |
Walking up to the palace gates.... |
The Baroque Garden |
Like the top deck of a stone ship.... |
The Unicorn |
It’s time to sail back to our peaceful island. |
The Masters of the island |
Looking at the lake |
The small square of the village |
Peace before dinner |
Night is a world lit by itself... |
Night walk... |
The lights of mainland.... |
Looking at the Borromeo Palace on Isola Bella |
At the island pier.... |
It's another perfect sunny morning... |
Fishing nets storage.... |
Bird's-eye view... |
Borromeo Islands from the Alpine Garden |
Reflections at the Alpine Garden. |
Villino Beniamino |
A few peculiar and equally trivial facts which will be part of our memories of today excursion... |
Walking along the lake from Carciano to Stresa... |
Just Married? |
Sunday market in Stresa |
"Veci Alpini" |
In overdose of food me might have visions,,,, |
This kind of sausage, on the opposite, is definitely "Piemontese"! |
The Town Hall of Stresa is nicely light blue.... |
Following the orange carpet... |
Balconies with a view... |
The old, coloured houses invite to stroll over for shopping... |
Osteria degli Amici |
The little house with the flowered balconies... |
Vade retro, tempter! |
And Veci Alpini have kept on cooking and serving food in the meanwhile! |
Passing by Isola Bella.... |
The Church of Isola Bella |
Dusk walk over "our" island... |
Shared silences are conversations of alike spirits. |
Nature and silence go better together... |
Night always comes... |
Sometimes going to sleep without dinner is not a punishment... |
Sometimes sunrises and sunsets have something similar.... |
One of the good points of October is that one doesn’t need to get up too early to take photos of sunrise.... |
A very small port for a very small island... |
In a minute they'll switch the lights off and it will be full day! |
In a windy early morning everything looks sharper... |
The only noise, besides the lakes waves, is the sound of my steps.... |
Even the cemetery looks merry.... |
I could not help thinking of Spoon River Anthology... |
It's time to go back to our hotel for breakfast... |
I'll miss this funny narrow old alley... |
Hamletic dilemma... |
A few hours in Baveno... |
Amazing arcades by the Church of SS. Gervasio and Protasio |
St. Gervasio and Protasio Church |
Inside the dark church... |
Angel of light and angel of shadow |
Just a little light in the darkness... |
When the Web arrives to a pastronage... |
The rectory in Baveno had a very unusual and colourful façade... |
Colourful popular mysticism... |
St. Gervasio and Protasio Church |
Losing our way in a maze of courtyards |
What there will be around the corner? |
The merry Town Hall of Baveno.... |
The last Aperol Spritz |
The flavour of holiday by the lake.... |
And the lake become rough when it was time to leave the island... |
And another wave washed away our holiday...It's time to go back home. |