Friday 26 August -
A very hazy
morning at Camping Dolomiti saw us packing up for good, and by 9 am we were on the road, with Ken and Helen, to
Whilst Martin and I found a park (with a resident drunk that forced me to move benches) to dry the tent inners, Ken and Helen strolled around the old town. We met at 3 pm under the golden roof, and had tea outside a small cafe.
We visited the Dom St Jakob with its painted ceilings, extensive stucco, and gold leaf on the organ and altar. Ornate bronze columns, with vines and birds, held up more bronzes above.
Then we climbed
up the 148 steps of the old tower to see
We waited for
Andrew to arrive, after his train journey from Chur to