Garda, the lake’s namesake, is on the southern end of the lake but after going through it a few times on the coach I wasn’t particularly looking forward to coming here, as it looked nothing from the road. However, from the lakeside I was pleasantly surprised as it is actually beautiful, so I was glad we were brought here as part of our lake tour, and happy to be proved wrong!
I’m sure this German visitor was posing when he realised I was taking photos. Check out that lederhosen – and those [astroturf?] socks! We found these love locks on a little bridge. A tiny version of the Ponte dell’Accademia in Venice? I wonder if Anke and Stefan are still together 🙂
Garda kind of has everything. Stunning views, shops, cafes and grand buildings with charming facades. It wasn’t very busy but then it could be a different story at the height of the season.
We visited in September so slightly off-peak which meant the sightseers had subsided, the brilliant bougainvillea was just going over but to make up for it the prolific busy lizzies were still sitting pretty!
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