Day 23:
Calabria, Day 8
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Twins have "graduated" to the over 2 under 3 room at day care even though it is still a week to go til their birthday...birthdays?? |
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Lynn just beats THB and is having to figure out how to turn on the electricity |
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THB finds the sprinklers with no trouble as did Lynn |
Quote of the Day: You have three hours of shopping time...OHHH NOOOO!
Weather: The usual: warmish and even late at night in the low 70s and no breeze
THB goes off to find the gym. Turns out that the Cardio room is just that: four different cardio machines side by side in a small room and one our tour members is the only other person there. She’s on the elliptical. THB scouts the pool area, doesn’t open until 9:30. THB does an abbreviated 7 minute workout (is there such a thing as an abbreviated abbreviated workout?).
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Pool is closed |
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Big spread, nothing special |
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Cereal, yogurt, two small croissants, fruit, NO coffee |
Nothing special on breakfast buffet. There’s another tour at the hotel, very unusual for us to see this many people at any breakfast.
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Not our tour |
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Main building at Populia |
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The view in daytime. The soap dispenser now works, the key works, the bags are unpacked, and the a/c worked too well |
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The wheels are spinning, too hard to drag the bus up the driveway |
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OHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOO! |
We’re visiting a sausage maker, the vegetarians skip the tour. And, THB and DB have a Valley Forge moment: the bus is crossing into the driveway leading to the sausage factory when the back wheels can’t get traction and the rear of the bus is dragging on the road. The group gets out, exams the situation, and walks the 50 meters to the factory. While we’re seeing how sausage gets made, the driver excavates the bus by using a jack and blocks (no pics, THB is too busy watching sausage get made).
Aside: On a Oakland Art Museum trip to see a corporate collection near Valley Forge, the bus driver managed to take an awkward route both to and from the corporation. On the way out the bus took and underpass below a railway and when the bus went over a dip in the middle of the underpass it level off and this shaved off the open pop-up air vent. Same-same but different.
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This "saint" display is right next to the stranded bus. Clever way to get offerings...THB is not sure what that red offering is, we didn't see anything like it in Bhutan |
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Partial solution |
How sausage gets made:
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First you identify your lead inspector |
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Then the rest of the inspection team dons the same coat as the lead inspector |
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Viewing behind glass |
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After the meat is ground it is mixed with the "secret" sauce |
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Loading the casings |
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The secret sauce, deep red (think chorizo) |
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Traditional casings on left, raw meat ingredients on right...note fat content |
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Loading the mixed ingredients into the extruder |
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Drying racks. After much back and forth some tour members come to conclusion these are unsmoked |
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YOWZA!! |
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Main ingredient of secret sauce: miles of local red peppers |
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There are two de-stemmers working diligently, THB not sure what the official job title is |
Lunch is at the sausage maker’s house/restaurant, not far from the factory. The usual except this time nduja (the local name for sausage, pronounced one of five different ways) is clearly local.
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Children friendly |
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Kipling used this toilet |
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THB is sure that Albert never came here |
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Lorca, Lorca....plays the guitar, right? |
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Complete with diapers |
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Nduja...smoked or not smoked, that is the question...W. Shakenotstirred |
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She's a bit old for the swings |
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She's multi-tasking: swinging and talking on phone at same time |
Lunch is the usual with tiramisu for dessert and a freezer-kept after meal special. It grows on THB after the first sense of drinking cough syrup. Just what THB needs, an affinity for a very high alcohol, high sugar content cool-me-down.
A deep dive into a cute seaside town, Tropea. THB and DB roam to the beach, look up at the church on an island…well, not exactly, since one side is a parking lot that never goes underwater…at least not yet as climate change will surely get this one back to the original moat.
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Tropea |
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Seems too early for Xmas lights |
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We see people with snorkel and masks by their side, not anyone in water wearing gear |
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Tight squeeze |
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Our dinner location, spotted early in afternoon |
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Not an isola |
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THB and DB dip our feet in the waters of the Tyrrhenian Sea |
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Pedal and slice contraption |
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Great mini travel towel, gift of Villa La Coste (?) |
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Gifts for twins, THB pretty sure they aren't followers yet...JASMINE: DO NOT PUSH THAT BUTTON |
We have so much time to kill in Tropea that everyone ends up drinking in local cafes. Great, just what we needed, more wine and snacks. THB and DB have the local version of spritzs, joined by another couple.
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Oldest member of the tour, appears to be able to hold his liquor |
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Is he "guiding" this tour or just following along? |
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Late-afternoon snack spot |
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4 spritzes and extra hoar do-vrays, $40 with generous tip and lots of people watching |
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Sunset |
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THB arty shot of the day |
Pizza and pizza sandwiches for dinner accompanied by chilled red plonk, brewskies, a tomato and local sweet red onion salad and a salad that looks a lot like a mixed greens salad we get at home. The plonk is “unique” and our table turns to the bottled version of red for round 2.
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Repeat |
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Actually two buildings with alley in between and tons of tables pushed together outside in alleyway |
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Very unique here in Calabria, trite in Bay Area |
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Killer pizza dough sandwich; THB really likes eggplant version |
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Everyone had to order an individual pizza; THB and DB finish the one with anchovies, this is a pizza too far for us (though very good also) |
Everything appears to work when we return. THB has night
terrors…more on that with the next post.
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