Saturday. Sunny day. We drive to Como, one of the most dense resort towns in Italy tucked into the crevices of mountains swooping down into the lake. Insane. What were we thinking? A leisurely lunch on the lake? Impossible.
It was easy to escape. Just follow the signs to Bergamo-Lecco SS342. Almost two hours later and too many round abouts across the foothills, we arrive Bergamo, tired and hungry.
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