Day 11

Rest day today. Which was just as well as it has been blowing a gale all day. Checked out the bike, visited the local museum, the library and took Rick's advice and ate at the Italian restaurant tonight. The waitress had a strange Italian/Austrian accent. Then I noticed she is talking in a Scottish accent at the bar. I asked her which part of Italy she is from and she smiled and says that her Grandfather was from Austria which has a border with Italy. "Fare enough," I say. The food and wine were great - back to corned beef tomorrow.