As long as I plan on remaining in Trieste for a week, perhaps I can use
the relative calm to catch up on travel reports. I
have already uploaded photos from my family's home town of Agordo in
the Dolomites (a sub-range within the Alps), so I'll get Agordo written
up, then catch up on Rome and perhaps Padova.
Agordo is the
heart of its deep little alpine valley. How deep?
Think Yosemite, or Rivendell. Not the movie
Rivendell, the real one, which I always pictured as looking like
Yosemite anyway.
Despite the
distinctly un-tropical temperature, the place reminds me of the Andean
cloud forest, the ever-changing dance of cloud and peak, mist and
ridge. Weather seems much a part of daily life and
entertainment; puts Italian TV to shame.
