14 August 2010
Up early to watch the Southland stags, once again successfully defend the Ranfurrrrrley Shield against Counties in Southland! You little ripper rita, stag - freaking - tastic! BOOM! We said goodbye to the Malloy's and Buchannan's then home for breakfast and packed up. Today we said goodbye to Narelle and Bradley who were flying out of Napels later today and headed back to London to find a new flat and Bradley back to work on Monday (Sucker!) Nev has a few more holiday's up her sleeve as she is a teacher so she can gradually shock herself back to work mode! We were left with Terry (their car) and the rental so Ma and the gals took the air conditioned beast of a rental and the boys in Terry headed to Assisi via Spello. We had a geeze around Spello a small town of 8,600 people and enjoyed the sculptures, flower pots and cobble stone paths. Bazz nearly got Terry nicked as we were ¼ of the way through our walk and Bazz realised he didn't have Terry's keys and realised he had left them in the door of the car when putting the parking ticket in it. Luckily the keys were still in the door and Terry was safe! Next stop and accommodation for the night was Assisi the spiritual capital of Umbria most known for its spiritual son St Francis of Assisi. Bazz had found us accommodation and we just had to rock up and book in as they guaranteed a spot. We could have been camping, in a hotel or a bungalow, we were able to snatch up a bungalow for €70 per night, Boom!! It wasn't the flashest of bungalows, but it did the trick. Our neighbours of 4 donkeys, 3 cats and 3 dogs was wierd enough and we were also surrounded by a few snails and a massive green catapillar which scared the biggezers out of Bazza especially when Mum picked it up on a stick and waved it under Dad's nose asking what it was, Dad was not impressed and told her to clear off! Now that we had reduced the wolf pack to 5 we decided it was now time to bring out the kiwi onion dip! Oh soooo good, especially when washed down with cold beers and vino! We had heard the restaurant at the camp - Camp Fontemaggio - might just hold you back for the evening and it certainly delivered. It was a self service type of restaurant where you set your own tableorderyour own fod and collect your own food from different stations e.g. the sides station, meat station, pasta station, and we were even able o BO - well we snuck it in but after 2 bottles the guy asked Grace of she had brought her own thinking she was going to get in trouble denied it but they guy said that this was available so we popped the wine back up on the table. We ordered the yummiest meat - lamb chops and pork kebabs cooked to perfection on the BBQ fire thing they had (sort of reminded us if the way we cooked on the big BBQ in Lake Tasimino after the little one failed) and we enjoyed this with sides and a few pasta's to share, as well as our BYO wine! It was a short 47second walk back to our lodgings for the night and we nestled into bed.