We woke up in Tuscany and ended up in the Dolomites that same day. The six-hour drive took us past the big flat wide open spaces of Northern Italy, and then the road gently guided us up in the mountains – those views were making us gasp after every curve of the highway.
We spent the next three days riding the chairlifts and hiking. It was glorious and breathtaking and unforgettable. And maybe Tre Cime di Lavaredo were veiled by the heavy cloud, but there was snow on the ground there (which was such a nice surprise), and it took us a long time to persuade Daniel it was time to start the descent back to the car. Our little Aussie boy thinks that snow is pure magic.
At nighttime we strolled along Corso Italia (the posh main street of Cortina d’Amprezzo), ate pizza, and bought and consumed numerous jars of marinated mushrooms that lined the shelves of the local supermarket.
We want to be back one day.
We stayed in Hotel Columbia which was lovely and cosy, had a great breakfast, and made me feel like I was staying inside the dollhouse my father built for me when we were living in Germany when I was a little girl. Complete with the heart-shaped alpine chairs.
