Abruzzo Region, Italy - February 2003

Pescasseroli

Nicola and I stayed in a small place to the east of Rome, in the central mountains of Italy. We weren't quite prepared for the temperatures, and so our time was mostly spent driving around admiring the beauty of the area. The snow and ice made driving the rental car fun on the narrow and twisty mountain roads.

The hotel we stayed in was warm and well maintained, though, as Nicola put it, the owner seemed about as cheerful as if her cat had died the evening we arrived.

Scanno

After a very cold morning walk to the ski area in Pescasseroli, and a very good heart warming valentine's lunch in an old-style mansion hotel, we drove to Scanno in the afternoon. The town itself is perched on the steep hill, and runs down to a large lake.

It was a little late when we arrived, and so there was not much time to look around. The pictures are below.

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Aquila

On Saturday, we drove north, to the large town of Aquila, and we spent a very nice day looking around the large city - though amazingly the tourist office was not open on a Saturday afternoon, so we could not pick up a guide to the sights.

It was on this day that the rental car developed a slight squeak from the front right of the car during breaking and right turns. We were also stopped on our way back to Pescasseroli at the motorway by the police, as the front left headlight had failed. After being sniffed my the police dog, and the car given a once over, they let us continue.

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Formia

The journey back to Naples, and then to England began with a wonderfully scenic drive through the mountains to the coast between Rome and Naples. It was here that I met my second policeman, who pulled me over and asked for my papers.

It was funny to see the look on his face as I said, 'Huh? Sono Inglese. Non parlo Italiano', before Nicola said 'But I am Italian and I can translate'!

We had a great fish lunch in Formia, before a quiet and reflective drive down to Naples. We drank in a cafe in the city centre before I drove the rental car to the airport.

The rental company made a 'special trip' to the airport to collect our rental car. We were careful to warn the agent that the front right squeak had turned into a major grating noise under braking, and the headlight wasn't working. I think I'll be using a more well known rental company next time.

My flight back to England was uneventful, but leaving becomes more difficult each time I visit. The only solution to that is to find work out there!


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