When we arrived in Italy spring had just sprung. Corrie's home backs up to the Swiss Alps. Need I say more? Faith loved to play in their back yard and pick flowers. The town of Polcenigo is a 10 minute walk from their home; that is where I tasted the best Gelato ever made. The owner of the store had duel citizenship; American and Italian. His gelato tasted so perfect. If you wanted banana gelato, it tasted like you were actually eating a banana, "lemona" tasted like a fresh lemon and so on.... Wish I lived close to that place.
Corrie and Matt live in the country so every road we drove down we would pass some type of tractor. Corr and I would always laugh. The roads are sooooo tiny skinny. There are mirrors when you come to a place you can't see around so you have to look in the mirror. Crazy. In the town of Polcenigo there is a river that runs through; it is water from the mountain so it is freezing cold!
You see the picture of the man pumping gas? I had to take his picture. What a luxury to have someone pump your gas for you. They pay twice as much as we do but I feel like even if we get to the same price they pay we will never have someone pump our gas for us.
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