Lago d’Orta is my type of lake (versus Lago Maggiore – a major tourist destination surrounded by 4 and 5 star hotels and full of buses of day-tourists that we briefly visited later). Lago d’Orta is absolutely picturesque with the Isola (island) S(aint) Giulio in the center. There is still a convent on the island and an amazing, ancient church with art and architecture from all eras and styles formed together just right. Our Rotarian hosts knew their history, religion, and mythology of the area. We walked through town, then took a boat out to the island.
View of Orta rooftops and the Isola S Giulio

Boarding the boat to the island. Two of our Rotarian hosts are behind the captain.
Boarding the boat to the island. Two of our Rotarian hosts are behind the captain.
Me by a well along the Way of Silence.
The whole group on the dock.
We then returned to the main land and ate outside under vine-covered trellises. Our walk back up to the bus was a completely different route so we saw more of the town.
On the boat back to the mainland.
Ready for lunch under vines with the island across the water.
Me with a painter sculpture.
Roses climbing a wall.
Most of the group was tired, so we decided upon an hour at Lago Maggiore. We went at our own paces, sort of leap-frogging down the shoreline path as we stopped at different places to rest, watch, snap photos, and of course eat gelato!
Boats in Lago Maggiore.

One of Lago Maggiore's islands, framed by palms.

Kelli and Jim try out the lake.
Back at the hotel we said “a lunedì” to Gianni (meaning “till Monday”) as Sunday was our first free day. During our Friday evening walks back to the hotel from the Mole we had noticed a huge concert set-up and rehearsal, with a sign saying there was an Amici concert at 8pm on Saturday. We split up, most of us planning on heading to the concert. I know Kelli and Jim watch the whole thing. I went to the square to check it out a little before 8:00 and decided on a leisurely dinner at a restaurant with umbrella-ed outdoor seating. It was a lovely meal and I caught up on journaling about the past couple of days while waiting for the concert to start. It ran on “Italian” time and really started at 9:30pm. In the mean time there were sporadic mic checks and the screams of pre-teen fans of the Amici. It turns out “Amici” is a song and dance competition TV show, a relative of American Idol. I could not see the stage from my restaurant, so I missed out on the dancing, but did get to hear some of the singers and the critiques given to them (one judge spoke English that was then translated for the Italians!). Kelli and Jim reported the next day that it was a sort of show-down between the best-of a few seasons worth of the Amici show. It didn’t end until well past midnight. I had long since gone “home”, but they found some great young performers – Jim later bought a CD of one of the female singers – thoroughly enjoyable pop music! What fun!




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