Just a small storm then…

During the night we were woken by a huge thunderstorm. It was the loudest I had ever heard and I guess that some of that would have been echoing around the mountains….

The day was a bit of a wash out in that it rained for most of it but we still managed a wander into town for a #Clewleystopsforcoffee and ice cream.  

Cannobio really is a pretty little town with cobbled stone alleyways linking the bigger streets.  It is a must for a return on a dry sunny day so we can take a boat trip out on the lake.

Tomorrow may be a move to Locarno, 30 minutes north and in Svizzera. Still on the glacier formed Lake Maggiore though.  Switzerland at this point is greatly Italian speaking.  Italy only became unified in 1861 and even now residents have more feeling of loyalty to their region than their country. 

And to the lakes….

Left Venice by 9.00 and having failed to find a supermarket (seemingly non-existent in Italy!) we headed off to the lakes.  

We arrived at the Sosta in Cannobio on the north west shore of Lake Maggiore to the customary clap of thunder and associated downpour (and again we arrived mid-afternoon so spaces available. By early evening it was full). To be honest though, so far we have only had to cancel one planned activity and that was the cable car in Chamonix. For the remainder of the trip we have arrived to rain but by the time we were in an position to explore the rain had stopped and the weather was fine.  

Our Destination
Our Destination

 

 

En route June had set the washing machine to work. We have a plastic box with lid and fill it with water and soap. This is then put in the shower tray with any small items that needed washing. The drive then vibrates the washing and all we have to do is rinse it.  I wish I could claim it as my idea, however, I read about it on a Motorhome forum somewhere. 

All for €16 a night.
All for €16 a night.

Cannobio is a very pretty town with cobbled paths and beautiful lake frontage. There are boat trips from the town and the Lake Maggiore Express which is a combination of boat and train rides around the lake. This trip can be made either clockwise or anti clockwise. And if this rain keeps up there may be a more detailed paragraph or two about it.

The main part of the town is along the waterfront with numerous restaurants and cafés. With a Carrefour Market along the main street. 

The trained eye may even pick out a kebab shop….. But I have been studying this subject for many years and have reached the status of kebabologist. Training started an a young age while serving in TVP at various towns around Berkshire, Buckinghamshire and my specialist area of Oxfordshire.  I only just failed the ‘keeping the kebab intact on the dash of a moving vehicle while on a blue light run’ but I did get honours in the ordering from height while on the Air Support Unit. 

 

What a difference a day makes

A cloudy start as we made our way to the office 25 yards from the campsite entrance  to grab 4 tickets for a return boat trip to Venice. At €13 each…. Not bad for a 20 minute trip each way but be sure to get to the jetty ahead of time – we took the 10am out and 16.30 back, both of which were pretty chaotic!  The boat takes you into Zattere where it is only a quick walk to the main points of interest.

A lived in face
A lived in face

As we walked towards the centre we passed a old chap with a violin.  His face was ‘lived in’ and I am sure he could tell a story or two, he looked a real character.

For June and I it was a return trip but as the day cleared and the sun shone down it became a different Venice to the spring time of our last trip.

A quick stop at the Ponte dell’Accademia for some Time Lapse photography (will be posted when we get home) and on to the Piazza St Marco.

One of the things to do on June’s list was a ride on a gondola.  So after lunch in a little square we made our way back to the outskirts of Piazza St Marco and paid our €80 for a 30 minute trip. It’s the same price for up to 6 passengers and the boats are owned by the gondolier.  It is a ‘got to do’ really and none of us had been on one before. There was no ‘just one cornetto’ sang to us but we did get a bit of history as we were gondoliered along.  Apparently you train with your father for a year, then go to college to study English, French and Spanish together with Venetian history.  You can then take a driving test. After all that you still have to take a swimming/life-saving test before you are qualified…. Or so our Marco Polo told us anyway.

A gondola ride for four
A gondola ride for four

 Back to the camp site for few domestic chores and planning where to go next.  We knew we wanted to go towards the lakes towards the second week and it now looks like we will be off to Lake Maggiore. We have been using an IPhone app called Parking by Campercontact an app by the Netherlands Camper Club. It has proved its worth as you can down load maps for the area you are looking to travel to.  There are other camping apps but they do not have the download option.  I have also saved the sites listed as POIs for TomTom.

Our next stop
Our next stop 

The other app I have found really useful is maps.me. This is £2.99 and again offers the option of downloading the areas you are travelling to.  The maps are really detailed showing Supermarkets cafés etc.

And we continued to laugh…as it rained again..

Leaving the Florence Sosta which for Motorhomers among you has a black and grey water dump and fresh water tap, we made to the campsite of Fusina in Venice. As we neared Venice the rain started…. well to be honest it poured and poured.  Fusina, on the mainland, is really well located with a pedestrian ferry to the central Venice. Partly due to this though it  wasn’t cheap at 54 Euros a night plus an extra 5 Euros if you wanted WiFi access by reception.  

Going to have a little rant now….  If you charge what you think is a fair price of 54 Euros, and I guess bearing in mind it was the peak season and it was on the outskirts of Venice and you insist on charging and extra 5 Euro for WiFi make sure it covers all the site! Rant over!

We picked a pitch with water frontage hoping the rain wouldn’t bring it closer, and plugged in.  Ahhhh aircon tonight if we need it. For the past few nights we had….well I say we but I mean June and I, had the benefit of a fan above our bed that could run off ships power.  It was a God send, if I was a believer, and I will thank our friends who had it fitted when they owned the van.  I can remember, and am reminded quite often of this, saying when we bought the van “we’ll never use it and as for those hydraulic levellers I may get them removed for more weight capacity”….  So far we have used the levellers almost every opportunity and it does give a certain smugness ( yes I know that isn’t a nice trait) when we arrive and I get out with the remote to play ‘how level can I get this this time’

Anyway Venice.  As I look out of the window, having been assured by the lady that took my passport at reception that Venice is there in-between the rain laden clouds, I get a quick flash and clap of thunder….that storm is back with vengeance!  At least we’re warm and dry in the van and we didn’t laugh too much at the poor souls whose pitches are now under water or even having water pumped off them! Well she did assure me that tomorrow was going to be sunny. 

Oh we have ships too
Oh we have ships too

 

 

Florence by day

A simple walk into town took us straight to the Ponte Vecchio. First things first #Clewleystopsforcoffee and then onto Piazza del Duomo.  The first stone of the Cathedral, as we see it today, was laid in 1296 and the building was complete 170 years later. The exterior work is stunning and not matched inside, which is quite plain when compared with some other cathedrals around the world.  

Just on of the locals
Just one of the locals

We bought a 10 Euro ticket each which gave us access to the top of the dome (access to the main cathedral is free).  This same ticket also gave us access to Giotto’s Bell tower and The Baptistery of San Giovanni. The climb to the Cupola and to the top of the Duomo was 460 steps with only 320 to the top of the Bell Tower. The passage ways can be narrow and I didn’t envy the guy I passed at the bottom of the tower who had 4 cycle helmets strapped to his rucsac and was upward bound.  At some points I had been flat against the wall while someone travelling in the opposite direction was likewise as ours backs made friends.

 

From the Duomo
From the Duomo

Both the Duomo and the post lunch trip to the Bell tower offered great spots for photos across the city

Ponte Vecchio
Ponte Vecchio

 

 

On to Pisa and Florence

As we left Pisa it was pouring down…..  hey it was Italian rain …who cares….  As we drove into Pisa we picked up a sign indicating Motorhome parking….. we followed these excellent tourist information signs…..  until they stopped in with no parking to be seen. But we have sussed the Italians out now and managed to find a road side parking slot near the river. A 15 minute walk took us to tower that is a little skew wiff.    

The Campo Dei Miracoli (the main area by this skew wiff tower) was full of tourists all going for ‘that’ shot of someone holding  the tower up. We managed a couple of those photos before we returned to the van. We did look at going up the tower but it seemed the tickets gave you a time slot, ours would have been 2 hours after buying the ticket.

Pisa
Pisa

 

Having ‘done’ Pisa we made towards Florence and another Sosta. This one was about 20 minute walk to the Ponte Vecchio, but more of that later.  That evening we walked for about 20 minutes to Pizzale Michelangelo which is a stunning view point looking out over the city.  While we were there we witnessed a flash mob Choir and a proposal of marriage in the middle of the performance. All as the sunsetting amidst a thunder storm with  lightning off to the west.        

Florence
Florence

    

Balsamic vinegar with Ice Cream..

Having left our campsite and via Carrefour we decided to head down the “scenic” coast road and not the motorway.  Unfortunately you can’t see too much of the beach as for about 50km it is hidden by one long strip of hotels and beach bars all with their regimented rows of loungers.  To reach Pisa we had to turn inland and then the adventure began……There was a  diversion you see and they seem to run out of signposts very quickly.  We were going so well until the signs ran out and then even the girls noticed we had gone past one particular junction 3 times.  So with all thoughts of scenic drives gone we headed to the motorway… That took us to Lucca…  OK Pisa can wait for a couple of days. I am sure.

We had a campsite in mind and Tom-Tom took us straight there.

Campsite Lucca
Campsite Lucca

We arrived during siesta time and while waiting we were joined by several other vans – there was going to be a rush to the office when it opened…..  Could Bob beat the 3 French vans and the German to the best pitch?  The site Il Serchio was 28 Euros a night and had all we needed…. laundry facilities, showers etc (albeit we can shower in the van) together with electric.  Again we can cope without mains as we have a fairly big inverter that will even run the coffee machine.

Once all plugged in we made to town, a 15 minute walk. Lucca had been sold to us as a quaint little town with nice ice cream.  Once in the walled town it was clear to see why;  narrow streets and an abundance of coffee shops and gelateria. We settled on one that served a multitude of combinations including vanilla and Balsamic Vinegar.

Vanilla Ice Cream with Balsamic Vinegar
Vanilla Ice Cream with Balsamic Vinegar

We then had a wander around the town and even managed to drop off a Travel Bug in a Geocache….IMG_8297

Escaping the rain

Having taken the decision that the weather was too changeable in Chamonix (3rd time lucky maybe for the view from the Aguille de Midi?), we headed off to Italy after a short incursion into Switzerland.  With the cost of the Mont Blanc tunnel being around €150 for a vehicle of over 3m and because Bob likes a challenging drive and we are all partial to a photo opportunity, we decided to go over the Alps via the Grand St Bernard pass.

As we were driving along one section, June looked down to the side and noticed it was along way down.  As we turned another hairpin bend the cloud below suddenly cleared and we were treated to a spectacular view of Vallee du Rhone so we pulled into a viewpoint to jump out and take photos.  Well June would have, but at this point we realised her camera was still in the drawer at home but hey, we only had another 12 devices capable of taking still photos!

We had the option of either going through a tunnel or taking the pass  right over the mountain top – no choice really.  The pass was longer but the drive stunning and we were in no rush.  A succession of hairpins took us down into Italy and sunshine and we came out of the mountains into a huge agricultural plain which seemed to be growing mostly rice.

Back on the motorway we headed towards Genova (Genoa) and the coast and then mile after mile of either tunnel or viaduct…..The Italians do seem to take the most direct route through the mountains!  We were aiming for a sosta a little further down the coast at Marinella di Sarzana about 50km north of Pisa with the idea being that we could have an early start to the town to do some exploring.  At €10 a night this was a basic site but had fresh water and the facility to dump grey water – enough for us for the night.  Across the road from the site was a beach and we had hoped to be able to go for a swim but the thunder storm continued to haunt us and the sea was too rough.  We managed to find one bar open for a quick drink before the rain really set in and the girls managed a quick paddle.

 

 

 

 

 

Oh how it rained

As we left England a really weird cloud formation came in from the sea. A roll cloud. At this point we were glad to be going to France via the Tunnel….. the wind was picking up….a lot!!

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Roll Cloud

As we hit France there was the largest lightening storm any of us had ever seen…..

We stopped in a motorway aire just north of Lillers. Yes there are lots of stories about being mugged and attacked as you sleep by the bad boys but to be honest I have been doing this since 2005 and never had any problems…..

Early start the next day to another aire to the South of Dijon at Poulet De Bresse on the A39…

Typing this from Chamonix as it rains we have decided that tomorrow we will make our way to Italy and Lucca. Apparently this is a really loverly town and they make beautiful ice cream. Wait one for the update on that.

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Chamonix

During our wander around Chamonix today we had to have a #Clewleystopsforcoffee moment of course… Well if I am being honest it was a #Clewleystopsforbeer!

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All polished and ready to go

The van is now polished ready for the next trip.

As normal eldest is having a break from him mums and looking after the house, watering the garden etc while we are off to France and Italy.

We are looking to stop at Chamonix as I am determined to show June and the girls the view from the Aquile de Midi. Last time I took them it was a white out !

Then across the Alps and into Italy. Nothing booked and free styling it all the way.

What we are hoping for
What we are hoping for

 

What we had last time.
What we had last time.

Continue reading “All polished and ready to go”

The Peaks

Following the brilliant wedding of Tom and Jade we decided to head north to the Peaks.  We stopped at the Caravan and Camping site at Hayfield. Meeting up with Waddy and Jo who were already there.  Bob used to work with Waddy in the day on the unit.  There were going to be a few old war stories of daring do and how they saved the world….even when it didn’t need saving..

The campsite is really well placed for walking up onto Kinder Scout which we did on the Sunday.

It was a great day out on the hills albeit we didn’t follow the footpath a few times we did manage to bag a cache by Mermaid’s Pool at a lunch stop.DSC_5985

The next day Waddy and Jo had left for home so we wandered into the village on the lookout for a cafe…  After a good 30 minutes or so we gave up and wandered slowly back to the van….  We saw the cafe the next day…shared with a drapers!

Still a great weekend and really good to catch up with friends.

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Fuente De Round Trip

 

Gaining height
Gaining height

Today we aimed to walk the round trip from the top cable car station back to the car park at about 14km. (route map at end of post)

Having sussed the location out the day before we arrived just after 9.00 ready for the first advertised cable car at 10.00.  It appears though Spanish time runs different and the cars were running at 9.15.  Again it was worth following the guidebook and getting there early as queues for the cable car were long at times.

Having paid 34 Euros for the four of us,  we jumped on the first one we could along with an assortment of walkers and skiers and made our way to the summit station at a maximum of 10m / second.  Quick photo opportunity at the top then on to our route towards the snow.  You do not have to walk down however as people clearly were taking the cable car to the top where there is a cafe from which to enjoy the stunning scenery amongst the high peaks before taking the cable car back down again.

It was a fantastic walk starting off on a clearly marked path that quickly disappeared as we reached the snow line.  As we traversed across the snow field it was clear that not everyone was equipped as we were.  Some were dressed in shorts and had a small bag that could have only held 3 bars of choice and 1/2 a litre of water at most – not so good when the snow was above our knees in places!

Traversing across the snow
Traversing across the snow

We, on the other hand, may have had a little too much but at least we were warm and well hydrated (yes the girls have been told how to check) and had a map!  There was one couple that didn’t appear to have one and, despite ‘hanging around’ for us on occasions, still had to ask someone the route down.  

The views were stunning and the camera really doesn’t capture the full wonder. As we came down the mountain we left the snow line and picked up a more obvious path. Up until a few years ago we would have had to walk down to the villages of Espinama and Pido before returning to the car park.  Thankfully the route now stays off the road and cuts through the woods before emerging by the Parador Fuente De hotel.

 

Amy’s thoughts; As we were getting closer and closer i could see a cable car with just one person in it (that doesn’t surprise me it was 9 o’clock i the morning). I got my stick out and I was ready to go. We got on the first cable car going to the top.

As we were going up you just knew that there were going to be lots and lots of pictures. we got out and the first thing we went on was a metal grill over the top o the mountain, well wasn’t that scary enough. We then started the proper mountain walking. Once we had gone up the steepish start then came the views b-e-a-utiful sunshine on the mountain.

Once the pictures had been taken we started the walk down the snowy hot mountain ( now that is something i didn’t think i would be saying.) The snow is very deep so you don’t want to put your feet in the wrong place and guess what Chloe put her feet in the wrong place on many occasions yet I was still standing strong except for once or twice. Now we have found flat ground we smelt something not very nice ( cow poo ) anyway at this point we have this couple who did’t really know were they were going so they decided to go and follow us. We soon got back to the start muddy and hot. All together that was one of the bests walks I have ever been on and the best pictures I have ever taken, even though there was some ups and downs ( pun ) thanks Bob for organising one of many trips amazing trips. 🙂

 

 

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Cares Gorge

There are more photos in the Spain Album

A quick drive to the car park at Puente Poncebos where we managed to get a space big enough by arriving before the rush – we would recommend getting there early as the car park was filling up at 9am and we are here out of season. All kitted up (although with everything except the warm weather stuff we would have appreciated later in the day!), we set off along the made up road and then to the track that climbed a bit……well I say a bit, I mean quite a bit.

 

Cares Gorge
Cares Gorge

I will state here that the guide book said ‘this walk had little in the way of ups and downs except for a 250m/820ft accent / decent at the start beginning / end of the route’. That, your worships is my defense along with the promise, from the same guide book, of a 20km / 12.5 mile round trip – we clocked about 28km on the phone.

The route is easily followed and is a beautiful walk; I would go as far to say that it is one of the most stunning I have ever walked. The path was constructed in the 1940’s to assist in maintaining the hydro electric canal that runs between Cain and Camarena. There are sections of this canal that are open and somewhat log flume like (in Bob’s mind anyway….).  Warning for anyone who doesn’t have a head for heights as the path doesn’t run at river level but at some height above it – upto a few hundred metres at various points. 

There are refreshments and facilities at either end but be prepared to walk the return route or give away 120 Euros for the taxi back. It is a 2 hour 30 drive and it only took us an extra hour and half to walk back…saving enough to fund the ice cream budget for two or three days

Cares Gorge
Cares Gorge

Amy’s view on the walk: On the way to the walk you could just tell this was going to be a good one. Once parked and ready to go we set off on our meant to be flatish walk. First of all we went up the road and then on to the beautiful mountains we walked up a steep part of the mountain for about 1 mile which I thought was just a little climb to the flat ground. Wasn’t I wrong the walk was all together 18 miles long ( 28 km ) and about 14 miles of it was the up and down of the mountain yet all of it was worth it as at the end of the walk we got to have an ice cream , which makes it all better. All together we had an amazing walk seeing beautiful surroundings and having nice food. 🙂

Some of the data is a bit ‘sus’ as the gorge sides are very steep and I am sure blocked the GPS signal now and again.  However, it does give the general route on the map below.

 

 

Spain and the Picos de Europa

In just a few days, with my eldest son entrenched in the house ( well it gives his mum a break and we leave the house with a built in security guard- win-win) we are off to Northern Spain.

This should give us a couple of really good looking walks and a few days just bimbleing.

We are planing to walk along the Cares Gorge and a round trip from the cable car at Fuente de Bulnes.

So far we haven’t booked a camp site as those we have tried have not replied. Still there are quite a few about that area. The one I really would like to stay at is the one 200 yards or so from Fuente de cable car. Fingers crossed.

The trip down was fairly uneventful and we didn’t even get lost in Rouen where we stopped to stock up in Carrefour and give the credit card a little bit of exercise in Decathlon.  Chloe managed to find a new BFF before we even crossed the channel – something to do with the band t-shirt she was wearing and with Amy crying at every film she watched, we could probably have sailed across rather than taken the tunnel!  One little hiccup on the fuel front almost curtailed the journey in France but other than that we made Bordeaux as we hoped and then into Spain on Sunday morning.  One day we will have the time to travel properly around France rather than a quick splat through it on our way elsewhere.

Camping Naranjo de Bulnes
Camping Naranjo de Bulnes

First campsite in Spain was Camping Naranjo de Bulnes in Arenas de Cabrales, a real little gem on the banks of the Cares river (although we were on the part of the site across the road as the riverside pitches were closed). Various sized pitches, clean toilet/shower facilities, washing machine/drier and located only a short walk into town ticked all the boxes and we’d go back again.  I would say though that we are visiting out of season and although there are plenty of people around, things could be very different at peak holiday time.

After three nights, we moved from the western to the eastern Picos although there’s no driving through the mountains and the only road goes around the edge of the National Park so it was back to Panes and then on the road to Potes, a beautiful town with a medieval look although I imagine a lot of it has been rebuilt over time.

Potes
Potes

 We had no campsite for the next three nights but were heading to a site at Fuente De where we had tried calling ahead but without luck as many of the sites were just opening for the season.  No joy though as the site was closed when we arrived and having taken a quick walk down the entrance we are not sure that we’d actually have got the van on to the site.  After the obligatory coffee stop we headed back to Potes and to Camping La Viorna which turned out to be another excellent campsite, set on terraces on the valley side overlooking green fields and forests to the front and surrounded by snow covered peaks behind.  Apart from the location, the facilities were spotless and the site had a restaurant, a bar and terrace and a reasonably well stocked shop.  The town of Potes is about a mile away – an easy downhill walk on the way there but slightly more challenging on the way back with shopping and in the heat of the sun!

Camping La Viorna
Camping La Viorna

 

We have both been fortunate to have travelled a reasonable amount but the Picos have grabbed us with their stunning scenery and picturesque towns; we both agreed we could live here and are going to find it very hard to leave.  We will be back for another fix!  

 

St Petersburg, what we found.

We loved St Petersburg and found the people at the hotel we stop at very helpful

It appears it is cheaper to book transfer from the hotel. Inbound we didnt it it cost us 3500 rubles. For that we had an older tatty car. The return was booked via the hotel and the same trip cost 1900 rubles. And that was in a nice, clean Mercedes with a bottle of water each in the back.

Day Two

A late start for us after filling up on breakfast again, today we headed to the Peter and Paul Fortress originally built by Peter the Great in 1703. The skyline of St Petersburg is dominated by golden spires and domes with the spire of the Peter and Paul Cathedral being the highest in the City.

Another gold fest!

Within the Catheral is the Grand Ducal Burial Chapel which contains numerous tombs of the Imperial Romanov Family.
We also bagged our first Russian Geocache in the Fortress grounds but decided to ignore the guidebook’s suggestion of sunbathing on the beach…

.The beach!The city of St Petersburg is built over a series of islands connected by bridges (guide book warns against getting stranded when the bridges are raised but that’s not a problem when the sea/rivers are frozen!) so the next stop was Vasilevskiy Island with our destination being The Kuntskammer Museum. Again another link with Peter the Great as the museum holds a bizarre collection of items from teeth he pulled when practising his hobby of dentistry, to his 2.27m tall personal servant’s skeleton to a bizarre collection of deformed foetuses.
Continuing along the embankment we passed a pair of Sphinxes bought here from Egypt before crossing the Neva back to our island. On the bridge there is a cache but we’re buggered if we can find it – it’s difficult to go hunting for it without drawing too much attention to ourselves!
Back to the hotel via another coffee shop – has to be done! Good coffee and free wifi everywhere.
After another 10 miles today on foot, we’re too tired to go out so it’s dinner in the hotel bar. Not a bad choice as whilst we are eating with the Sochi Olympics on the TV in the background the barman wanders over and tells us as Russia had just won a gold medal we were entitled to a free drink – a glass of wine or a shot of vodka. Rude not to celebrate with them!

Cocktail in colours of Russian Flag!

Doing the tourist thing

Having loaded up with the hotel breakfast (all included in our deal) it was a short walk to probably the number one tourist spot in St Petersburg; The State Hermitage. We had prebooked tickets, which included all the exhibitions and permission to use a camera, to avoid any queues but this seems to be a very quiet time of year and could easily have walked straight in. The State Hermitage contains over three million pieces of art and artefacts from around the world including many rooms dedicated to European artists – Leonardo da Vinci, Michaelangelo, Picasso, Monet, Matisse, Gaugin, Van Gogh, Gainsborough, Rodin to name but a few. Within the Hermitage is the Winter Palace, the pre-revolutionary residence of the tsars where subtle decor is definitely not the order of the day. The Malachite RoomHaving had our share of culture for the day it was off to another famous landmark, The Church On Spilled Blood. Now we know that it’s Valentines Day and a day for the romantics (not that we’re not!) but in the short time we spent there we saw at least half a dozen bridal parties piling out of various stretch vehicles to join the queue to have their photos taken in front of the church.

Having not had a proper coffee stop today, the need for a cup and some lunch was high on our minds so it was onto Nevskiy Prospekt, the main street in the City. One note, we changed some money in a bank here earlier in the day and they would not accept anything less than pristine notes. We had seemingly clean Euros but the cashier would not accept one note with a small tear and another with a set of initials on them. Mission accomplished it was back to the hotel for a brief nap, well we are on holiday and had walked in the region of 10 miles, before heading out to dinner.
So we’re in Russia on Valentines Day, so where do we go to dinner? An Italian of course! Found Trattoria Stefano through Tripadvisor and would highly recommend a visit. Great food, very reasonably priced (around £55 for two courses each and a bottle of Prosecco) and English speaking staff.

St Petersburg

We left the UK with floods and high winds, leaving Bob’s eldest lad house sitting (well it gives his mum a break from him too).

During the flight Bob wrote a couple of words about June, by mistake, not having booked the hotel for Thursday night. A guy sat next to him said ‘sorry about reading your screen but if you need a place tonight i have a studio flat you can use for free. I am going away but you can just drop off the key’. Nice Russian.

However getting a taxi at the airport we found the flip side when they tried to charge us £60 for a 18k trip. We had a chat about the 90 Ruble per km and it was only 18 km to the hotel from the airport. He tried to say it was more until Bob showed him the app that had tracked the trip. We ended up paying £46, which was still over the top but not as much as the couple we met in reception who had paid £70

Hotel Domina Presitge is a very bright hotel but spotless and with free wifi. Not too sure about the need fir a network socket in the bathroom though

All change

Well the CDR will have to wait. Some of the group dropped out and it was going to work out about £400 each plus food etc for a weekend. It was getting too expensive just for a weekend.

So we are off to Malam Cove in Yorkshire instead for that weekend. This is a trip that has been on the list for a while and looks a beautiful area with lots of walking.

Meanwhile St Petersburg is getting closer. And at -9 today, we’ll need our thermals