Brescia – another big surprise

Our neighbors Assunta & Giancarlo took us to Brescia, a town 1.5 hours west of Lago di Garda, 0.5 hours south of Lago d’Iseo. Ted and I were here twice before, but those visits didn’t leave any remarkable impressions. It might be because we came here to drop off a car for repair, get a rental car, and come back to pick up our car again?!? That was a year ago and we just circled around car dealerships who are always in the least picturesque areas of town. Rental car companies are mostly located near train stations (also not very picturesque + lots of weird people), so all in all we got the “where-not-to-go” tour back then. Good that Assunta and Giancarlo “washed our heads” as we would say in German, kind of like “setting the picture straight” in English

Assunta had prepared a 3 page list of things she wanted to show us: piazzas, statues, churches, Roman amphitheater excavations, arcades, opera house, art galleries, etc etc etc. another day with almost 100 degrees and high humidity, we walked around for hours and she referred to historical events, dates, stories – of course everything in Italian! And I just learned numbers in my textbook, which is page 9 in the first chapter! But magic has it, we had great conversations and we learned so much about their lives…

Their daughter Fiorenza, who lives in Brescia as well (they showed us the apartment building on the way into town) lives on the second floor. She is married and has a 13 year old son. They have an aquarium with 3 fishes. They are on vacation somewhere on the Mediterranean right now.

Giancarlo’s father died when he was 6 years old. That’s why he had to go to boarding school in Boghliaco at Lago di Garda. He fell in love with the lake; that’s why he ended up in Muslone.

Both of them grew up in Brescia, the got married there 57 years ago (they even showed us the church) and raised their daughter there.

Assunta has macular degeneration and can’t see well. So the moment she got out of the car, she grabbed my hand and didn’t let go until we sat down for dinner. So sweet!

They are an adorable couple, both 82 years old, but (she said) their marriage only works because they don’t live together. She lives in Brescia (in the Oldtown) with culture and people around her. He lives in Muslone, where he has his wood shop and nobody bothers him. Once in a while they visit each other for a few days and when she misses the busy city life when staying in Muslone or he missed the peaceful tranquillity when staying in Brescia, they go back home.

Entrance to the opera house

Many more stories were exchanged and again, we had a great day with them. Ending with dinner at a good restaurant, live music hanging in the air, an open air movie at a plaza where every visitor wore headphones for the audio, we walked back to the car, leaving Assunto’s paradise, and Giancarlo brought us back to his paradise.

Assunta

Big surprise!!!

No, I’m not pregnant! But today we got a huge surprise. I think the last time I had tears in my eyes when my son & his wife told me that I’ll be a grandmother soon. And before that, Ted surprised me with a ring… And today. Let me tell you, but one step after another:

Our neighbors Assunta & Giancarlo had invited us to come with them to Brescia this afternoon, they want to show us the oldtown and we’re going to have dinner together. Very lovely and I’m really looking forward to that! We have great conversations without speaking the same language (see post: we are the new kids on the block).

Yesterday they came over when we just had guests with whom we made fresh pasta and Gorgonzola sauce. They said we should come to their house today at 9am, but the rest of why and what disappeared in the black hole of language discrepancies…

So Ted and I went over at 9am. Then they showed us Giancarlos woodwork shop and a few things he had made of olive tree roots and that just blew our minds;

A chest of drawers
A cabinet that looks like the balcony of an opera house. It even has his family crest engraved!
A corner shelf

We were so impressed, it’s very hard to express your appreciation, especially in Italian. The opera house cabinet has a parket floor made of alternating wood chips, each measuring 2×2 mm. And there are hundreds, thousands, he even said the whole piece has 1.300000 pieces! It took him 2 years to finish.

And then he unwrapped another piece, a beautiful box with three open slots for papers, letters and envelopes. Made by him, another one-of-a- kind beauty. AND HE HANDED IT TO ME AND GESTURED THAT IT WAS A GIFT FOR US! I was speechless, I had tears in my eyes, I didn’t know what to say…

Italian language

Crema sapone is not a lotion, it is liquid soap. We learned it the itchy way, putting on our newly inquired Crema “cream” that made my skin smell really good, but itch. First I thought it is all the lemons 🍋, but finally I checked my translation app: Crema sapone = liquid soap.

Miele is a German household appliance company. In Italy it is also honey 🍯.

Te caldo is not cold tea, te caldo is hot tea. So I order “te caldo nero, per favore” and the waiter usually asks “is English breakfast ok?” So much for that. “Yes, English breakfast is ok”

Piovere, another little village nearby that can be reached by an hour long hike. Our friend Laura has the hardest time memorizing that name, so she came up with her version of a brain fart: “pee on ovary” – pee ovary – Piovere. Easy cheesy! Btw brain fart would be called “donkey bridge” in German. Eselsbrücke