Italy

Well after an evening walk around the village last nite and fine dining in our campsite. The sliver of a moon rose and we fell, asleep, after 3 mount blanc local blonde b eers 25ccl.

Up at 5 for some reason, by the way I tipped the mechanic 20 eurtos for his efforts to get us in and out yesterday efficiently.

Today a kilometer walk to the boulangerie for a baguette and 2 croissants.  Back in camp , Liam rudely wokennup by mean ole me....
Breakfast veggie and ham scramble .caffee'
Shower, pack up and off to the local tourist info office to
Check out
Rafting
Cable car up mount blanc
Hike to remote shelter " refugee"

It's getting hot again.
We finally find the rafting place not far away in the chaminox  valley..
The want to much money for a short class 2 paddle boat trip for 2 hours, tourist stuff....
Liam says let's go to Italy!
Ok so we head up the valley towards the massive alps an d mount blanc.
Let's see mount hood is impressive, but mount blanc.   
it's like comparing a kiddie cone to a super deluxe special ice cream Sunday covered in whipped cream and marshmallow.

Into the tunnel we head 12 kilometers long $60 euro for round trip.
We spill out in italy!
Hey boungorno! We made it!
( my brother in law fred is 110% Italian and liam calls him bourngorno)

Amazing all the huge chalets here have hugeflat stone roofs!
We wind down the valley and find a campground with a Scandinavian sauna!

Settle in have a cold drink and look back up the valley about 16 kilometers to the alps majestically reaching up into the heavens.
We are the only ones in this campground but all the sites are filled with small campers that are here permanently.
The owners son is a ski instructor in the winter,  we order the wood fired sauna for 6 pm

Off we go down into the valley.. old castles some in ruins, always a church steeple in ever little village, sometimes a couple steeple, those villages usually had more pubs too!
We turn around and start looking for a place to get a coffee or beer, and it seems like nuthin is open....ah it's not past 2pm lunch hour....
I see what looks like a resta urant we pull in it looks nice the young lad says when we enter it's not a bar sorry, then the owner says it's ok.only 1 table has patrons
So we head out to the back porch a bea pitiful yard below and a great view a nd a breeze....
We order espresso....liam can't believe we got a teaspoon of black stuff in the world's smallest cup....he adds a teaspoon of sugah and likes it...
Now the owner comes and talks with us for 15 minutes, great English
We had to tell him who Connor McGregor is....now the owner was a ju jitsu / MMS fighter for 5 yrs...but a gentle soul.
As were leaving I ask what time dinner is?
7 pm
We head back take a blazing hot sauna, shower, relax and head down to
"Trecheesios" restaurant for dinner.

What a great place, we walk in and he remembers us, says bonjourno David and liam!

We order all 3 courses,  everything is made there, and we lick the plates ravioli, homemade Alfredo, fondu w local cheese, a meet and cheese plate with chestnuts, polenta w deer, veal w potatoes...wine, homemade black bread.....multo beane!

He then comes out of the kitchen says hello to a few tables then comes to us....
We say "super contento" which we just heard at the next table....
He chats a little then goes in back and comes out with his homemade cream liquor,  he pours us both a shot, Liam gets the piece of vanilla bean in his...we sip this it's strong but wonderful,
Pay the bill and drive back to a great nites sleep high up in the gorgeous alps.....
G nite