

Malfalcone, Italy
Today dad and I were picked up from our hotel by Mirella (my cousin) And her husband Eugenio. We then picked up Paolo and went to Grado. This is the place where I cut my foot open on a broken bottle whilst at the beach - this happened in 1968! We looked around Grado for a short time then we boarded a ferry for Babano, a small island retreat run by a group of Fransiscan monks. It has a beautiful church and retreat centre. The church dates back to 560ad and is qui...