We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
A couple of years ago we took the train up from Stresa to Domodossola, then the Centovalli train over to Locarno in Switzerland, and then the ferry back down Lago Maggiore to Baveno.
We got off the train in some little town to take a hike, but took a left instead of a right and ended up with a multi-mile hike through mountain roads and some amazing tiny alpine towns instead of hiking to the center of the town.
We had to hitchike back just in time to catch the last train of the day to Locarno, and had to run down to catch the last ferry down the lake. Funny now, but it was not funny to me at the time.
It's a cool 2-hour train ride into Switzerland, then back down the lake to Italy through steep gorges, mountain passes, tiny farm villages, vineyards, and alpine forests:
Sheesh. People seem to get a kick out of it, and enjoy my pics. Some even get travel ideas from them.
What's ostentatious about going to Italy, anyway? We travel coach, not private plane - and don't have a car and driver. Those would be ostentatious, perhaps.
I don't know about that PacRimJim. I'm thrilled to see beautiful pictures of places in this lovely world that I won't be able to see now. BD is not an ostentatious man, I think. He just loves to travel, and likes to share his pleasure.
I remember the wanderweg / trail signs marked with a direction arrow and estimated time. Somehow we could never match the marked times. A beautiful country for hiking.