GPS Stress in Stressa
Day 10 Friday 1st October 2010
Restful days in Stresa. Purchased Vodafone Simcard, plug adaptor for kettle, Watched loading of offshore powerboating boats into Lake Maggiore (Formula 1 boats). Went out for evening meal with Maura and Gavin, Paul misbehaved on the way home.
Chatter – he says
Our room at the Brisino hotel had two balconies on adjacent walls giving a fabulous view over Lake Maggiore. The hotel is on a hill above the lake, and our panorama spread from one end of the lake to the other. Mid morning we went out for a sightsee and to do some shopping. The town was hopping not only with tourists, but also those who had come to participate or view the offshore power boat racing on Lake Maggiore. Many streets were closed off, as the huge transporters that carried the power boats needed space in which to manoeuvre, and park. On the foreshore, 2 large cranes were parked to lift the boats from their transporters to the water. Some of the boats had support crews of 20 or more. The boats we saw had Arabian names and money appeared to be no problem to them.
Once finished, eating our bread and cheese buns on the foreshore and watching this spectacle, we headed off to find a simcard. Nowhere in Stressa was there a shop that looked like selling anything practical. We were advised to head out to the next town about 15km away, which we did. It took some time to negotiate the few remaining streets that were still open.
We found the Vodafone shop and waited until 3pm when the lunchbreak was over, and purchased a simcard, loaded with time to get us through the rest of the holiday. WE also managed to buy an adaptor so that we could use our French kettle in Italy. The French had to be difficult to the end.
That evening we arranged with Maura and Gavin to eat out. The restaurant was full of offshore power boaters and their supporters. After the meal we thought we would show off how good our GPS was, even though we knew the way back. Paul misbehaved.
Paul’s positive instructions took us a different route, but with full confidence we followed these up very narrow streets, that eventually were so narrow that the mirrors were shaving the vertical stone walls either side of the car. Eventually we arrived at a sign that said private property. We had to go on into the private property to turn around, but the wet cobblestone surface did not offer the best traction. Eventually we cleared the private gates and after being lead up the garden path, found a place to turn around (about a 5 point turn from memory).
We headed back down the road and tried again to follow instructions again. We were sent the same route, so in resignation at this failure, we decided to go the way we knew. As we headed up to the hotel, there was an accident that closed the road. No way through for at least an hour. We had 2 choices – head back to the carpark near the Vodafone shop 15km in one direction, or head an equivalent distance in the other direction and trust Paul to get us home. We went the way we knew via the Vodafone shop.
Chatter - she will say