The wildness of English seascape and wildflowers back home.
And then onto Cromer for wild tides and an old pub to stay in. There’s a huge pier with a theatre at the end and we walk out with trepidation as the waves are starting to creep close to the walkway and there we sit, in the wind, freezing, drinking an Amaretto and trying to stay warm. It’s another Victorian town perched on cliffs with pastel coloured buildings that have weathered years of high tides.
The hotel where we're staying is a pub which is beautiful but I've chosen the night of some sort of football match. The revelry goes on way beyond my bedtime but we survive.
Then it's off for a day trip to Overstrand, another wild beach with little colourful cabins along
the water front and long wooden piers out to sea to try and break the waves and keep some of the beach in tack. Evidently once you could find amber and agates here but try as we might, we find nothing.
Norwich is next, we’re way out of town but the walk will do us good or so I tell myself. Another walled town but not as walled as York. Lovely craft shops and galleries and interesting churches but we’re done in a day and ready to move on. We’re on our way back to Auronzo, home via Manea where we are staying with my friend's sister.
We are fed fantastic food, a tray bake of chicken and fennel with lemon and salad, we are missing home cooked food. We watch squirrels and birds at the bird house and I see a rare black squirrel. That afternoon we're taken for a walk to a bird watching break which is set up expressly for the English bird watchers, no doubt in their tweed and with binoculars in tow. We see all sorts of marsh birds as this area is a wild life area and it's fascinating.
The next morning we're back to Venice and then onwards to home but we have to get through the crowds at the airport first. We are masked and aware but still in pandemic mode but we're the only ones, everyone else is taking their chances. We arrive in Italy where the Italians are masked and still not taking chances. We seem to be Covid free and head up to the mountains after picking up a hire car.
The fields are full of wildflowers! Every window box in the village is full of flowers, geraniums, begonias, pelargoniums.
We all relax into the mountain atmosphere. We walk, cook and wait for the daughter’s partner to arrive. We pick her up at Tai and the next day we go up to San Candido where we run into a choir festival and beerfest. Everyone has a drink except me as I’m the designated driver. The place is crowded with the summer tourists. There are motorbikes and cyclists everywhere making driving a bit nerve wracking but I’ll have to get used to it. Tomorrow we’re heading for a trip around Italy.
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