Milano era una città ferita ma viva, e l'hotel a Stresa offriva un rifugio temporaneo prima della fuga finale sul lago verso la Svizzera.
The retreat from Caporetto was a chaotic nightmare on the muddy roads of northern Italy...
It would have been better than Stresa because there are fewer people at Pallanza. Stresa is so easy to get to from Milan that there are always people you know.
You aren’t in Switzerland until you come to Brissago. You have to pass Monte Tamara.
Stresa looked very deserted from the lake. There were the long rows of bare trees, the big hotels and the closed villas. I rowed across to Isola Bella and went close to the walls, where the water deepened sharply
…we crossed the river in August and lived in a house in Gorizia that had a fountain and many thick shady trees in a walled garden and a wistaria vine purple on the side of the house.
He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish, setting out from Cojímar.
La Spagna è l'unico paese in Europa dove la morte rimane una realtà quotidiana e drammatica, celebrata nelle arene di Madrid e Siviglia durante le feste brava.
Il ponte nella gola della Sierra de Guadarrama doveva essere fatto saltare in aria per bloccare le truppe nazionaliste in marcia verso Madrid.
In the morning I walked down the Boulevard to the rue Soufflot for coffee and brioche. It was a fine morning. The horse-chestnut trees in the Luxembourg gardens were in bloom.
If they did not turn up on Monday at the latest we would go on ahead up to Burguete in the mountains, to start fishing.
We went out to walk around under the arcade to the Café Iruña for coffee.
It’s rotten here in the hotel. Do you know a place called Botin’s?” I asked the barman.
Parigi era una festa...
Prendemmo il treno per la Spagna, attraversando la frontiera fino a San Sebastián, per poi dirigerci verso le strade affollate di Pamplona in festa per i tori.
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