mare1203
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With the afternoon to ourselves, we first decided to get some lunch.
We got a recommendation for a place around the corner called the Taverna Pappagallo. As with a lot of restaurants in Italy, this place didn’t look like much when we walked in, but had a beautiful patio in the back.
We got a recommendation for a place around the corner called the Taverna Pappagallo. As with a lot of restaurants in Italy, this place didn’t look like much when we walked in, but had a beautiful patio in the back.
It was nearing the end of lunchtime, so it wasn’t super busy. We each decided to get a pizza for our entree.
I went with the traditional pizza margharita. I thought this had a great flavor and enjoyed it very much.
It looks like Kathy went with a cheese pizza.
It looks like Kathy went with a cheese pizza.
And Bob went with a sausage and pepper pizza. He thought this was yummy as well. The service was quick and we thought it a good choice for lunch.
After finishing our lunch we decided to do a little shopping. There are a number of shops around the city. There didn’t seem to be anything distinctive to Stresa that was a must-get. Not like leather is to Florence or wine is to Tuscany, anyway.
After finishing our lunch we decided to do a little shopping. There are a number of shops around the city. There didn’t seem to be anything distinctive to Stresa that was a must-get. Not like leather is to Florence or wine is to Tuscany, anyway.
Kathy stopped at a small shop we had seen earlier and got this super cute plate. They wrapped it up nice and snug for us.
I ended up finding a ceramics store a bit further out of town, just off the square. The woman inside was super friendly and nice. I purchased a small napkin or letter holder, whichever use you prefer. I use it for napkins, myself. I love the colors and design; maybe one day I’ll find pattern and money to expand my collection.
I also got a small Murano glass necklace. I’m only 5’2”, so this was a good size that doesn’t overwhelm me.
When we were done shopping, we headed back to the hotel for a bit. I have to tell this story because Kathy will hate me for it 
As you know, Kathy is getting married. While we were in Italy, the company she had been working with on invitations had them sent. Apparently, due to the extremely important nature of invites, the Fedex person will not just leave them for you; you have to sign for them. Knowing this, Kathy had arranged to have the invites sent to our meat shop, where Jeff works and where there is always someone to sign. Well, the girl she had been working with was apparently so excited they were able to match her wedding colors perfectly to the invite that she accidentally had them sent to their house. Apparently, it’s almost impossible to pick something up from the distribution center in our town, so Kathy commenced panicking while she tried to figure it out. My dad and I did not help things by provoking said freak-out and joking about what-if scenarios that drove even Kathy's even keeled bride-ness nuts.
This then led to her getting "mad" at me for trying to take pictures of her reactions. Don't worry, though, all ends well and the company was able to get the package re-routed to the shop, so the invitations were safely delivered. Now, I realize that this is a big deal while it’s happening, but also found it quite amusing.
Once we were done figuring out that mess, we decided Kathy needed a drink. We ended up going to the pool bar again and hanging out before dinner. We ordered similar drinks to last time and lingered outside until it was time to meet up for dinner. We had 100 switchback turns to tackle before we ate!
As you know, Kathy is getting married. While we were in Italy, the company she had been working with on invitations had them sent. Apparently, due to the extremely important nature of invites, the Fedex person will not just leave them for you; you have to sign for them. Knowing this, Kathy had arranged to have the invites sent to our meat shop, where Jeff works and where there is always someone to sign. Well, the girl she had been working with was apparently so excited they were able to match her wedding colors perfectly to the invite that she accidentally had them sent to their house. Apparently, it’s almost impossible to pick something up from the distribution center in our town, so Kathy commenced panicking while she tried to figure it out. My dad and I did not help things by provoking said freak-out and joking about what-if scenarios that drove even Kathy's even keeled bride-ness nuts. 
This then led to her getting "mad" at me for trying to take pictures of her reactions. Don't worry, though, all ends well and the company was able to get the package re-routed to the shop, so the invitations were safely delivered. Now, I realize that this is a big deal while it’s happening, but also found it quite amusing.
Once we were done figuring out that mess, we decided Kathy needed a drink. We ended up going to the pool bar again and hanging out before dinner. We ordered similar drinks to last time and lingered outside until it was time to meet up for dinner. We had 100 switchback turns to tackle before we ate!
Actually I'm not surprised haha. And I wouldn't have panicked if we weren't 6 hours apart, making communication more difficult! I was better after my glass of prosecco.
