Happy 13th Anniversary!

Every night, Bill and I look across the lake at a huge cleared line up the mount over there.

We took the ferry over and found our way to the Funivia (which I guess translates to cable cars). These fancy buckets are 2-standers, so we divvied up and gripped the rails while we slowly climbed higher and higher.

It was pretty steep and I’m sure very safe, although it did feel a bit hinky. Never been in an open cable car with a wiggly 5-year-old before. (I definitely stood at the back where the door was and didn’t touch it with one finger nail.) Neither girl felt creeped out, so I guess that’s a parenting win.

At the top of the Funivia, it was just a short hike to the summit (1062 m) before the promised all-downhill hike we advertised to the kids.

It was very hot. And very very very downhill. But the view was pretty phenomenal.

And recounting our wedding, our honeymoon, and every anniversary until the present got us down to gelato and the ferry home and shops for a lemon marmalade pie.

We are in love with this family of ours!