Nogherazza is on the side of a mountain, about midway up. There's a big pasture in front where two horses live. It's been rainy and foggy all day and the horses look pretty miserable.
It wasn't bad getting lost - we went through numerous small villages, all right off a postcard. Lots of old, big houses that are deserted. They look to be centuries old. Lots of vineyards.
Jack's friend (and mine as well) Chuck deCaro was soon bursting through the door of our room, once again larger than life. He's getting married July 4 here and Jack is to be an usher. Too bad for me, I have to work. : (
Jack and Chuck have headed to the train station in Belluno to pick up Jack's sister Lee & her husband Gary. I'd thought to take a nap because I am jet-lagged to death but I can't keep my eyes closed.
The only photo I've taken so far is of a cool marble lamp that was in the lobby of the Mariott where we stayed last night:
There is a ten-course Christmas dinner going on in the restaurant portion of Nogherazza right now, and according to Chuck it is quite the occasion. But it's been sold out for weeks so Chuck said he'd ask for table scraps.
The hotel portion is a converted estate that was part of a vineyard. It's very beautiful in a rustic sense. The roof is crisscrossed with hand-hewn beams that were probably around when Christ was a child.
Haven't checked to see if there's hot water here yet.
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