Home at last

We spent 5 days in Sefro and were wonderfully well taken care of.  They even put on a Pizza Festa (Festival of Pizza) for us on the Saturday and Sunday nights. People came from far and wide for the festa which had not only food and wine (homemade/grown/bottled) but also a rock band for the ragazzi (young people) on the Saturday night and a more traditional Italian band on the Sunday night for the people (how do you say old people in Italian). Anyway while there was a crowd for the rock band, the more traditional Italian band with the piano accordian player really brought in crowds and the dancing went off.  One of us still has bad dreams about piano accordians from their childhood and found it all a bit difficult. Still, pizza and home made wine was a big help. Language barriers and piano accordians were forgotten.
There was even an Australian couple from Melbourne there visiting with their Aunt.  Their Aunt is a Scottish immigrant to Australia who married Othello , an Italian immigrant from Sefro. After more than 20 years in Australia, they decided to return to Sefro and were there when one of us was there 20 years ago. They were the only English speaking people in Sefro 20 years ago. Since then they have been backward and forwards a  few times but have decided to finally make Sefro their home. Mary's nephew and his wife from Melbourne were visiting and we spent time with them speaking in English and talking sport and other things Australian.

On the Sunday we also visited Montelago, a touristy picnic/cafe area in the mountains owned by cousin Lamberto's friend. More beautiful scenery and good food.
Have we mentioned that Sefro has a river/stream running through the village? You guessed it, looks a lot like a canal.

There are even two waterfalls, beautiful.