The grass isn’t always greener….

With the unusually warm weather in the uk, I have been rather lax on the blogging front.  I thought it apt I write a weather-related post.

If I had a pound for every time somebody said, ‘oh, I bet it’s hot and sunny in Italy every time you go’, I’d be a wealthy woman.  Yes, for the most part we do have some glorious weather when we holiday, but we have also experienced the not so nice weather.

Take our Christmas trip, when we drove to Italy with our boys, all fine on the way down and for the stay at our house, but we encountered this on our way home after we had spent a couple of days in Turin….

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Scary.  A lorry was abandoned as it had got stuck.  The queue for the Frejus Tunnel was getting longer.  We were trying not to panic with the boys sitting in the back, but the snow was falling faster and we didn’t have our winter tyres on.  Big mistake.  Huge.  In most European countries, having winter tyres on your car from October to March (I think) is a legal requirement, but not so in the United Kingdom.

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I had mentioned to Mr Abruzzo that we may need winter tyres and he laughed and said we’d be fine.  He admitted in the car that day that I had been right.  Happily enough, we made it to the Frejus Tunnel and we met clear roads and zero snow on the French side.  Phew!  Lesson learned: Winter tyres when driving abroad in the winter

On my trip to Abruzzo with my best friend in April, we wanted to drive to the top of the Passo Lanciano.  It was a little bit foggy, but we thought it would clear.  After a cioccolata calda at the ski cafe, we thought it was a great idea.

It wasn’t.  It looks very pretty in this photo below, but we turned the corner and it was literally a whiteout.  I have no photo of that because Laura was gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles and I was clutching my seat with equally whitened hands.

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I know the road well enough to know where (eventually after a scary ten minutes driving further) there is a wide expanse where the skiing car park is so we could turn around.  We made it back down the mountain.  Worse thing is it happened again the following day when we tried to drive along the Passo Leonardo, except it had only been a bit drizzly so we didn’t expect fog to come rolling in.  Lesson learned: fog can get worse and doesn’t clear quickly.

During the same holiday, Laura and I set off from the house and the sky looked a little threatening, but we figured we would be ok if it just rained.  We got to the village and this happened….

We managed to pull over and off the road, which had turned into a river.  My photo does not do it justice.  As the rain started to slow, we turned round and went home.  This is what the weather had looked like that morning.

Lesson learned: Italian weather can be just as unpredictable as British weather.  Also, when holidaying with best friends, adventures always occur.

So there you go.  I have been told by several of my readers that they appreciate the honesty of my blogging and that I don’t write with rose-tinted glasses on.  Italy is beautiful and indeed wonderful, but it doesn’t guarantee the weather matches every time!

Check out Sunday Traveler, hosted by my travel blogging buddy SJ at Chasing the Donkey  I have discovered how beautiful Croatia is via SJ’s blog. Hope you enjoy reading about it too. xx

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