Twenty-two days of one journey. Day twenty one and twenty two
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I'm finishing my story about last year's trip - don't laugh or scold me. A flash drive with gigabytes of video and photos was “covered” in March, we managed to revive several photos and pieces of video from the registrar a couple of weeks ago. I wasn’t in the mood to write either - I didn’t get to Turkey, where I promised to take my granddaughters and wife. Therefore, I am writing about two days of the trip at once and summing up.
The twenty-first day, morning, 9 o'clock and a few minutes on the clock, shower, quick packing, breakfast of a croissant and a glass of juice, politely reserved farewell to the hotel: "vieni da noi - grazie, assicurati" - come to us - thank you, certainly (required). This phrase caused the understanding that in a few hours we would leave Italy, and this is much worse than the absence of a bathroom in the rooms of this hotel.
I decided not to strain the "brains" of the navigator,
and very politely asked him to lead us to Tarvisio, but not quickly, but in the way he used to do - sometimes running into a dead end in the forest or driving into someone's yard. And he did it - in 20 minutes we were driving along Via della Liberta to Venice! We reached the final stop of the trolleybuses, turned around, and very indecently slowly drove to the Austrian border.
From Venice to the Austrian border
From Palmanov I took the toll road A23. . .
. . . (a little less than 10 euros), stopped at almost all Autogrills where we dined, bought bags of pasta, seasonings, sauces, drank Italian espresso twice,
at the last gas station I bought an Austrian vignette and drank coffee again, after which my wife for some reason wanted to poke a hole in her temple with her finger, looking into my eyes.
The Austrian city of Graz lay on the way, but, as we did not want, we had to leave it for the next time. We spent the night in a wonderful guest house "Arkadenhof". . .
. . . in the town of Oberpremstetten (Booking helped). If anyone happens to look for an overnight stay in those parts, then go straight there, it’s excellent there - clean, beautiful, breakfast is like lunch. There is a problem with coffee, the owner brought a liter jug, assuring that he would give an east cafe, but the smell spoke of something else. This did not upset us...
I consider myself a good driver, and not only me. But it was not necessary to drive like the Austrians. Speed .90 means they are going 90, the distance between cars is 2 seconds. - 40-50 meters, and if someone like me got in, then the rear one slows down and increases the distance. Flashing the high beam to the front - there has never been such a thing, they are waiting until you leave the lane, and even say thank you with a nod of the head. I want to live and ride like this, and "I wish everything. "
Let's go to Vienna, before which we turn to Bratislava, make a circle around the city and head deep into Slovakia,
on which we ride until the evening. At about 19.00 we stop for the night at Motel Ran with an abundant smell of horses and their waste products for 15 euros. At 7 in the morning we were no longer there, with small stops in the evening we reached our native home.
Costs:
Hotels – 1316 euros
Petrol - 590 euros (mileage 6060 km)
Meals - about 700 euros
Tickets to museums, etc. - 160 euros
Wines, cheeses, prosciutto, pasta, sauces, souvenirs, gifts (full trunk) - 200 euros.
Total: €3.000 in 22 days.
The conclusion from everything that I told you above and earlier: Italy is a solid museum in any village, town or big city. It surprises and delights, makes you think. Italy makes people beautiful, makes them better.
If you have already visited the main sights as part of a tour group, but you want something else, go to any point on the map of Italy that you have never heard of,
get full impressions.
That's all for today's difficult moment of our life, but I'm ready to go to Tuscany, Piedmont, Lazio, Sardinia. . . I call everyone to follow me or ahead of me!! !
