My dad makes friends with the locals.
Last Sunday we took a little trip to Indemini. Francie was talking about it a few weeks ago as an old smugglers’ hideaway as it is nestled up in the mountains between Switzerland and Italy. I’m a sucker for medieval towns so I talked my dad into going to see it. It wasn’t a hard sell. It takes about an hour up the switchbacks and over the pass to get there even though it’s only about 5 km away as the bird flies. But it was well worth the trip and I had a great time wandering around the old alleys winding around the mountainside. They were also having a chestnut festival so we sat around, had a beer and joined them for some smoked chestnuts. Europeans seem to have a knack for making up excuses on Sundays to sit around outside together while drinking beer. Its pretty smart if you ask me. And since you’re reading my blog, you are asking me.
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