This last weekend we decided we needed a change from German Switzerland. Also it was a long weekend. As you may not know (we didn't until we moved here) there is a corner of Switzerland that is Italian. It is about 90 miles away as the crow flies, but seeing as there are some big mountains in the way, it took us three hours to get there by train - still taking a train round and through the Alps is pretty cool. Anyway, we arrived Sunday afternoon in Locarno, a small town in Ticino, the Italian bit of Switzerland.
Holiday Monday -
Having never been to Italy, I can safely say that it seemed to be very much like Italy in that there was a large Plaza where we ate Pizza and drank some wine, some delicious Gelato, an old castle, a church up a hill that had to be reached by funicular, and Bluet's highlight, a beach volleyball ('hollyball') competition which she could probably have watched all night.
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