After breakfast at the hotel, we drove towards the airport of Verona, but not on the highway, and along the lake Garda. Even taking into account the fact that there was a fog on the lake, we were able to enjoy it ( the lake) of indescribable beauty. Of course, it washed his hands and threw stones at him. On our way we stopped at one of the many coastal towns and stopped in the parking lot to see its surroundings. Through the narrow streets and encountered the signs come down to the castle -museum. But he was still closed, so we are just outside his obfotografirovali. In general, driving along the lake is very interesting. Seen a few Ferrari, mileage older car brands Alfa Romeo and a huge number of cyclists, athletes, kolesyaschih straight on the road.
At the airport, we unloaded our bags and said goodbye to the rest of our expedition. Their planes were in the evening from Milan, and there was still time to visit Verona.
The airport began tupnyak. First tupila aunt at the check - yin ( we were sent to the one that caters to business- class). At first she did not know what to give up skiing spetsbagazh and their weight is not taken into account, then wrote out the wrong tickets, and when we told her this, ordered a new, but not together, but in different parts of the aircraft. Fly economy class!.
Then, on landing, when it got into the bus, which was to take us to the plane, waiting for someone for a long time. Probably 20-30 minutes. When, finally, the bus pulled away, he drove 50 meters and stopped near the aircraft is. To which the woman sitting next to us said: 'I'm italian, but couldn't live here. They don't know what they are doing. '.
The house arrived about midnight. Tired and happy.
Next:. Italy - Epilogue.
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