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Guest Column Towards the end of October, Elaine's parents visited us during a touring holiday of Italy. Clive, Elaine's dad tells the story . . .
Chris prepared an evening meal, very impressed, as we sat and chatted. The meal was excellent and washed down with delightful wine. A couple of beers and we all turned in at about 23.00 hrs. We surfaced at 7am, had breakfast, then went for a stroll around town. Up above the harbour we came across the house where Napoleon stayed in exile. We took a photo of the house and several others of views across the town and bay. In the marina complex Chris pointed out to us the new Italian entry for the Americas Cup. It had a very tall mast and the keel was a huge mould of lead which we estimated weighing 20 tonnes. I later went out to the Co-op store to buy a few beers etc. C+E had warned me to pick up a carrier bag before paying at the checkout as they make a small charge for them here. However, I still managed to hold up the queue by not weighing the grapes and putting a sticker on the bag with the weight and price. In the evening we went out and had fun trying to decide what to eat once we had translated the menu. The first course consisted of rice and potato balls, mushrooms etc. Chris and I chose a mixed grill for our main course and it was served on a large wooden platter, which we both ate from. The pork was very tasty as was the sausage, the steak was too rare for me and the mushrooms were for decoration as they were raw. There was a very dark piece of meat that Chris & I thought was very strong and gamey. The following day, Val & I were looking round the supermarket and on a shelf in the meat fridge we saw some packets of meat that looked very much like we were served the previous evening. OSTRICH ! ! ! I think if it was made into sausage meat with other filling it would be more palatable. While the bill was being prepared we were given, on the house, a small glass of liqueur, which was quite sweet but enjoyable. On Saturday we planned to go on a bus ride across the island but the weather looked very overcast and we couldn't see the top of the mountains and the wind was blowing harder. We thought it better to wander around the shops, came back and had lunch. Chris & I attempted to mend a tap. Elaine prepared an evening meal, which again was enjoyable. We sat and drank wine & beer, played cards & dice before turning in. The night was rough and eventually the storm blew itself out and when I surfaced at 7.15 and looked out there was a beautiful blue sky again. A bit of a problem though - I think I've messed up the WC pump. I sucked instead of blowing? They said I'd have to walk the plank! Sunday. I'm quite amused with the little Ape 3 wheeled vehicles. There are many different styles and they seem ideal here for the small businesses. We even saw one with a mini skip. It is a very pleasant morning and Elaine said we should go on the bus trip to Marciana the highest point on the island. Chris would stay behind and fix the pump. (Poor Chris) Sorry! We went to the ferry area where the busses begin their route, bought return tickets and boarded the bus at 11.25hrs. It was a very scenic route, twisting and turning around hairpin bends and the views were marvellous. We went across to Marina Di Campo from Portoferraio then on to Marciana, the oldest inhabited part of the island. Very narrow streets with stepped passageways, several small churches and a visitor
centre. Monday. Woke early & had breakfast. Chris said he would take us out for a sail so we had to re-stow equipment into the cabin we were using as a bedroom to get us ship-shape on deck. We gently motored out of the finger berth into open water. Chris hoisted the mainsail and there was just enough breeze to enable us to sail across the
harbour-bay. Tuesday. Surfaced at 7.30 washed dressed and packed ready for the off. Had a bowl of cereal and at 9.15 we set off for the ferry. I must say that as we left port, looking down to wave goodbye, Val & I were sad to leave, but happy also to have spent a few memorable days with the intrepid pair. KANGALOOSH!
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