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Beauty and tranquillity on Lake Garda

Beauty and tranquillity on Lake Garda

We live in a busy world full of challenges and change. Our body and soul need silence and tranquillity. We need time to catch our breath, make sense of everything, switch off and be present to enjoy the beauty around us. A change in our environment often does wonders.

When we stopped in front of our holiday home near Lake Garda in Northern Italy, it looked like just the right place to quiet the mind.

The accommodation had a large porch surrounded by purple bougainvillaea. The cicadas in the surrounding olive groves provided background music. Early morning and evening, the church bell played the most beautiful tune, encouraging the local donkey and peacock to add their musical contributions.

Lake Garda

Lake Garda is the largest lake in Italy, located between the Alps and the Po Valley. The high mountains, picturesque villages and lush nature contribute to a beautiful picture. I admired the well-tended gardens, lawns and many historic stone buildings that adorn the shores of the lake.

Swimming in the lake was a tranquil experience. The water is silvery clean and very refreshing. Families played in the water with a ball or rowed on a SUP or kayak. The sun sparkled on the water, and we could see the pebbles on the bottom.

We explored the area and visited the different villages by the lake.

Toscolano Moderno

The village closest to our accommodation was Toscolano Moderno. This village dates to Roman times and was an essential centre of paper production. It has a port from where boats took the paper to Venice. In the past, noble families lived here. Remains of beautiful villas surrounded by numerous lemon groves and lushes gardens full of purple bougainvillaeas testify to this.

Limone

The most beautiful village for me was Limone. Limone still has the atmosphere of a village, whose main activities until the last century were fishing and olive and lemon cultivation. We visited Limone on market day and were able to experience first-hand the sale of lemons and other local and handmade products.

The town of Limone stretches along the shores of Lake Garda and has stone houses tucked into the mountain slopes and decorated with plants and flowers. Many places overlook the lake, and you can enjoy beautiful views of Lake Garda if you are prepared to climb the stairs leading to the terraces.

Salo

Our last visit was to Salo, the largest city on the western shore of Lake Garda. I read that Salo has the longest promenade in Italy, and we joined the other visitors in going for a walk.

There are numerous cafes and restaurants, and we just sat down for a while and watched the world go by.

The narrow roads in Italy

The narrow roads in Italy challenged us. With a stone wall on both sides of the road to town, we just hoped for no traffic in our direction. Sometimes we were lucky, but other times Charl had to drive for long distances in reverse to make way for workers rushing to get to work on time. We have concluded that there is a huge difference between Italian and Swiss drivers!

One of these paths that passed close to our accommodation forms part of a Camino path. The many walkers encouraged Zander and me to venture part of the road between two churches. The views over the lake and many shade trees on the route created a pleasant experience.

Thunderstorm

One night a thunderstorm caused a spectacle in the sky above the lake. It was stormy, we heard glass breaking, and the wind turned over the potted plants on the porch. The sunbeds and umbrellas ended up in the pool. A dad tried in vain to find his children’s toys that they have left outside. He commented with a smile that they would have to do a treasure hunt the following day.

The next morning, a calm descended, and the sun shone brightly on the lake as a sign that the storm was over. I am sharing our holiday photos below.

I am grateful that we could experience the tranquillity of Lake Garda. As children, our family went to Hartenbos during our summer holidays to experience peace and a change in environment. For me, Lake Garda is the European form of a Hartenbos holiday.

regards

Emsia

Additions to my London memory box

Additions to my London memory box

I had mixed feelings about Charl’s suggestion to visit London during the Christmas holiday week. There are so many places I would like to show Zander. However, this would mean that I would have to open the London memory box that I have stored very deep away for the past 25 years. It was time.

London was a period of growth (1995 -1997)

My two years in London in my early twenties were a period of growth. This Afrikaans-speaking Kalahari girl had to learn to speak proper English and adapt to a global city with grey and cold weather. Sometimes I stood under the SA flag on Trafalgar square and prayed for strength for the day while the tears ran down my cheeks. I found solace in the Kiosk owner across the office’s “Good morning my, Love.”

It is clear how my London experience was a preparation for my life path. In London, I really got to know myself and my Creator. I learned that we have much more inner strength and perseverance than we think. The experience ignited my flame for my travelling, interest in other cultures, and writing passions. I learned the necessity to get involved and be open to new things to integrate into a new environment. The experience allowed me to perform in a London theatre as part of a charity Pantomime production.

Returning to South Africa after London

Our period in London concluded in September 1997, shortly after Lady Diana’s tragic death. Full of hope and dreams, we boarded the plane back to South Africa. However, the adjustment back in South Africa was much more complicated than we expected. We, and many things in South Africa, have changed significantly in these two years. We were gifted two beautiful little boys, but our marriage began to show significant cracks and ended in 2005.

God blessed me with a new life partner and a third son Zander. Zander also enjoys exploring new places and cultures, and the prospect of a London visit during Christmas and New Year’s celebrations at Edinburgh’s Hogmanay excited him.

London Christmas break (2022)

In Switzerland, we watch British television, and the language, culture and humour are familiar. We watched the entire Crown series and other British Netflix series like Outlander. Britain has a significant impact and influence on South Africa and consequently feels like a family member.

London and I have changed a lot in the last 25 years, but there was a familiarity in our reunion. The grey weather and famous historical landmarks brought fond memories. All the Christmas lights in Oxford Street and Covent Garden created excitement. We bought an English Scrabble in Hamley’s toy store, which Zander used to show off. Charl and I still tend to think in Afrikaans.

We experienced a typical British comedy theatre production in the West End and ate traditional fish and chips with plenty of salt, vinegar, and tomato sauce. The Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park was a spectacle. We visited Buckingham Palace to see the Changing of the Guards. However, officials cancelled it due to the rain. We also spent a day with friends of Charl whom we had not seen in South Africa for twenty years.

However, the day after Christmas, Charl had flu symptoms. After serious consideration, we decided to come home. Zander and I were sick with flu before our holiday, and we understood how bad and fragile a person feels. We were disappointed to miss the ABBA concert and the Edinburgh Hogmanay but had compassion with him.

We brought British traditions home with us

When we got home, Zander suggested we make the English tradition of a High Afternoon Tea part of our holiday routine. I decided it was time for him to learn some cooking and baking skills, especially since he is permanently hungry. As a result, we spent the rest of the holiday eating tea and scones, while playing Scrabble.

I am grateful for the opportunity that forced me to open my London memory box again and build new memories with Charl and Zander.

Kind regards

Emsia

Our 10-year journey with MSC

Our 10-year journey with MSC

We were very disappointed when Booking.com informed us that the property owner had cancelled our holiday accommodation for our seaside holiday. We struggled to find accommodation that was affordable and met our needs. Still disappointed, Charl got an email from MSC with a favourable and tempting offer. We have sailed with MSC several times over the last ten years.

Our history with MSC

Vacations must meet many different goals and needs. Years ago, we were a blended family with two teenagers and a small boy. A fun holiday was, therefore, crucial to building new family memories. At that time, MSC Cruises tried out South Africa as a destination, and we decided to give them a try.

MSC is a family business with a focus on families. Kids sail free, and with three children, it made quite a big difference. The first time, we sailed from Durban to Mozambique and visited an island.

MSC was a winning recipe for us. Everyone could eat what and as much as they wanted. The teenagers couldn’t believe their luck with Italian pizzas and hamburgers available 18 hours a day, and I could try new dishes. At night, the sailing boat lulls you into a deep sleep. Charl’s favourite is relaxing in the jacuzzi early in the morning while most passengers still sleep.

The MSC kids club provides entertainment and a babysitting service for the children. Zander enjoyed the friends and activities and couldn’t wait for the opening time in the morning. The teenagers enjoyed the Bingo nights and the football on the top deck.

Many destinations, languages, and cultures

The ship sails to different destinations, and the best thing is to see a new place early in the morning without worrying about arrangements. We have seen various countries in Africa, Europe, and South America in this way. English is a language on all the ships, but on each cruise, they speak the language of the destinations. During our recent European cruise, the languages spoken included Italian, French, German, Spanish and Portuguese.

Many South Africans work on the MSC ships.

People from Africa like to work on the MSC ships. During our last holiday, we heard the most Afrikaans in a long time. The first MSC ships that sailed after the Covid period were in the southern hemisphere’s summer. Many South Africans have accepted contracts for the European summer season after this season. However, I could hear that after nine months at sea, the staff members missed home.

Fortunately, the MSC Kids Club always consisted of South African staff members. Consequently, Zander always had a young lady who looked after him and spoke to him in English or Afrikaans. We were on a sailing holiday during his 5th birthday, and MSC spoiled him with a birthday cake and an MSC present.

Special experiences

Every holiday and destination has its own unique and memorable experiences. Our cruise during the 2015 Christmas holiday will always stay with me. On Christmas Day, we anchored at an island near Mozambique, and the locals warmly greeted the tourists with African songs and dances.

It was hot, and tourists and islanders were swimming in the sea. We had diving goggles and enjoyed looking at fish and starfish in the shallow water. Island boys, Zander’s age played with him, and even though they couldn’t understand each other’s language, they got along well.

I gave them my diving goggles to use. The reaction and expression on their little faces when they saw sea life for the first time through diving goggles were so touching. I remember it as a holy and simple Christmas.

The 2022 holiday

My favourite visit was to Lisbon, Portugal. I had never been to Portugal and realized for the first time that Lisbon lies along a river that flows into the Atlantic Ocean. We noticed thousands of jellyfish and the most beautiful sea turtle in the estuary.

We took one of the old-fashioned trams and admired beautiful buildings decorated with tiles in Lisbon. We enjoyed traditional custard tarts, “Pasteis de Nata”, at the Time Out Market.

I share the past holiday’s pictures in the video below

Over the last ten years, MSC has provided us with fantastic opportunities to see places, enjoy cultural experiences and build family memories.

Kind regards

Emsia

Colourful landscapes of Provence

Colourful landscapes of Provence

All of us were looking forward to the summer holidays. However, our needs and expectations differed. I wanted to see places and experience people and their traditions. After a busy year, Charl needed to rest and relax, and Zander had teenage needs.

Provence, in the south, of France, was high on my “bucket list”. The area is known for its sunny weather, colourful countryside, fresh farm produce and Roman ruins. Charl agreed to Provence on the condition that we stay somewhere by the sea to swim, sleep, and relax afterwards. With all the strikes at the airports, we travelled by car.

In this letter, I share more about our Provence experience. In my following letter, I will share more about the “relaxing part of the holiday”, which took an interesting turn.

Nougat from Montélimar

Our first stop was Montélimar, famous for its Nougat. The delicacy is made mainly of egg whites, lavender honey, vanilla and large amounts of almonds and pistachio nuts. We visited the oldest nougat manufacturer and museum. They own beehives next to the lavender fields and almond groves. As in the old days, the Nougat is still mainly made by hand.

Montélimar’s local market, with many fresh and lavender-inspired, products was an experience.

The old city of Avignon

When we drove into Avignon, we realized we had a problem. We were unaware of the art festival during the week of our visit. Temperatures were over 40 degrees, and we couldn’t find parking anywhere. It felt like Oudtshoorn’s KKNK festival in South Africa. We drove to our hotel on the outskirts of town for some time to think but couldn’t check in yet.

The hotel offered much-needed air conditioning, a swimming pool, a foosball, and a snooker table. I wanted to see the old city, but the men indicated no interest. Fortunately, they are almost always hungry, and the thought of food at the festival was good enough motivation for them to get on the city bus with me.

Lavender fields of the Lourmarin region

Of everything in Provence, I most wanted to see the purple-blue lavender fields of the Lourmarin region. The old hill town of Gordes, with views over the valleys, greeted us first. Further down the valley, the 12th-century monastery, surrounded by lavender, took my breath away. After we visited their gift shop, we walked around in a lavender scent.

From here, we drove through lavender fields to the village of Roussillon. The place is known for its red cliffs formed by the iron-rich colour pigment in the soil. The red, yellow, and brown shades formed a striking contrast with the lush green pine trees and were used to colour the town’s buildings.

A promise of ice cream in Lourmarin encouraged the men to travel even further. The lavender-flavoured ice cream was a first for me but surprisingly delicious. The shops offered French apricot-and-lavender jam, lavender syrup, and lavender shortbread. In the square, the French enjoyed the typical European summer lunch of melon wrapped in Parma Ham.

Van Gogh’s village of Arles

The Dutch Vincent van Gogh lived in Arles for a year in 1888 in search of the sun’s warmth. The tourism office has a walking route, enabling tourists to compare certain places in Arles with Van Gogh’s works of art.

We visited the street cafe in one of his famous paintings and the mental hospital where he lived in his last days. They maintain the garden to still look like his painting.

One of his most famous paintings is Starry Night which he painted along the Rhône River close to where we stayed. As I walked through the streets, I recalled the words of the song titled Vincent in my mind:

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Now, I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Bastille Day in Marseille

Marseille left us with colourful memories. In the town centre is the old harbour with markets and street cafes. From the old port, we drove by bus along the coast to swim in the Mediterranean Sea. Charl and Zander waited a week for this experience. However, the beautiful beaches and turquoise water were worth the wait.

We experienced Bastille Day in Marseille. After the parades by the French military and other protection forces, people picnicked in the old harbour while waiting for the fireworks. The fireworks were launched from platforms in the sea and synchronized with beautiful music. It illuminated the beautiful stone walls of the old harbour and immortalized moments in my memory.

I share my photos in the video below.

Kind regards

Emsia