They Call It Stormy Sunday

A day of wild, wild weather.

Set off driving up the lakeside road in overcast, thundery weather. As we left Gardone Riviera (the town nearest us) the traffic coming towards us was inching slowly forwards. "Glad we're not going in that direction," I said.

Unfortunately, after coming to a standstill in a tunnel, everyone had to turn around and we were going in that direction. In torrential rain. That was our cue to pull over for a pizza and a look at the stormy lake. The evening was beautiful after the storm, and so we enjoyed a lakeside walk in nearby Salò.

The novelty of the size and facilities of the apartment, in contrast to the previous week, hasn't worn off! The caravan was a lot of fun, but it's nice to be able to stretch out.