This morning began with a purpose, yes we are going to Bellagio, come hell or high water, but not til we have had our breaky , scrambled eggs(ouva) or cereal or maybe just coffee. We are to catch the ferry at 10.25 am so we leave at 9.20a.m ,it is a 5minute walk, that not a problem but it absolutely freezing out side, the wind chill factor is cutting straight though all of us, it looks like it could rain at any moment. We buy our tickets and cram ourselves into a tiny waiting room , us and about 10 others,this works out well as the more bodies the warmer we all feel.

The boat arrives on time and a lot of people get on , this boat is the all stations boat, you know it would be like getting on the Sydney to Newcastle train having to stop at every stop, 1hr and 47minute later we arrived. Bellagio is a pretty spot, it has plenty of shopping, fine eating places and of course the tourist traps. The weather has not change in the time it took us, but Shirley knows there is a little ristorante that will spark up our morale. Off we set in search of such a ristorante , we find it , only to find that it doesn't open on a Wednesday. We search the streets and cobbled lane ways and find this outstanding establishment which actually serves green vegetable, our bodies are in red alert mode as these are few and far between in Italy, if you don't eat vegetable fibre it is hard to pooh. Time to go home so we decide to take the fast boat , half an hour later we are there.

Not home long an I want to go up the funcolare, which is a train type thing that will take us high up on the mountain, the veiw is fantastic and Shirley and I are amazed at the actual size of Como.

We had spoken to friend who live in Switzerland, who said that would come and see us and about six they arrived , couple of drinks and plans are made to go to lugano which in Switzerland, Di ,Shirley and I will receive another stamp in our passport and that is exciting.

So until we meet again, Cioa