At last some rustic Italian scenery, it seems that we all
took separate routes from Padova down to here but the consensus is none were
really up too much.
Morna and Ross opted for down the motorway one junction and
off on to a central “A” type road. After 30 miles of “A” road following van
after van through small little service type areas we decided that the motorway
was at least going to be quicker. The motorways or Autostradas as they are
known are a solid conduit of HGV of various types it seems nothing in Italy is
transported by rail. 60 miles later to the south of Bologna we finally found
some rustic charm, we followed a “B” type road for about 15 miles through
little farm hamlets and up into the
hills.
More about Brisighella and the hotel later on but it seems
tranquil but slightly odd……….
The hotel in Brigishella is an austere 1960s extravaganza
with no life and character. The girls went for a walk around the town and found
the Terme (spa). It was deserted with a grotty swimming pool and buildings
closed up and unkempt. We expected the tumbleweed to blow over at any minute.
On a grey afternoon it had a spooky feel. We continued into the village
where the restaurants were closed and
the locals stared. We could feel eyes following us from behind screens. We
returned to the hotel with a feeling of foreboding.
Later we set off to find somewhere to eat, having been
offered a choice of 3 dishes at the hotel. Yum. Again the suspicious looks
followed us around. We found a restaurant offering good views and sent JB on a
reconnaissance. He concluded it looked hopeful so we climbed the 100m to the
restaurant to find the most fantastic restaurant set above the village with
views of Tuscany. The meal was top class. We couldn't praise our lovely hosts
enough. Finding such a place was so unexpected. As Ross often says, motorbikes
take you to places you would never otherwise see.
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