retirement travel

Moon over Parma

We spent five lovely nights in Parma, in a studio apartment on the fourth floor of a building with a bakery on the ground level. Our noses woke us up briefly most mornings around 3:15 a.m. as the ovens cranked up and the most delicious smells of bread and cinnamon wafted up to our abode. Four or five hours later, Joe would venture downstairs to choose something yummy for our breakfast!

The very old building has a very narrow stairwell. A rope and pulley system is used to bring parcels, luggage, and other bulky stuff up and down. Here you can see Sarah hoisting up Joe’s suitcase.

On our first night, we were delighted to stumble across a free outdoor concert in Piazzale della Pace (Peace Square) near the Verdi Monument. Parma hosts a month-long festival each year dedicated to the 19th century composer and dozens of free events are co-currently running during the festival under the flag “Verdi Off.” We danced to this jazz-rock-opera ensemble as they interpreted operas, arias, movie themes, rhumbas, blues, and tangos. La Toscanini Next is comprised of nine musicians and they not only played together well, but they all looked like they were having fun, too!

Astor Piazzolla’s “Libertango”

After the concert, we roamed around, peeking in old buildings, shops, and restaurants. Eventually, we chose an outdoor cafe for a sumptuous dinner, before walking back across the river to our side of town.

On Sunday, we went to Mass at Chiesa di Santa Croce and then walked through the gardens of Palazzo Ducale. We took a spritz break at the small cafe in the park, before wandering on our way.

View of our apartment from the river path. Our balcony is top row, second from the left (pale blue/green building).

View from our balcony.

On Monday, we walked the city on a food tour and on Tuesday, we took an excursion with Virginia to her village (population 800) where we learned to make tagliatelle using her granny’s recipe and techniques. We lunched together on their balcony before she drove us back to the city.

On our last full day in Parma, we visited Teatro Farnese, Galleria nazionale di Parma and Biblioteca Palatina, all located in Palazzo della Pilotta. Unfortunately, the Bodoni exhibition was closed.

Teatro Farnese is an incredible wooden theatre built originally in the early 17th century. Our guide told us only nine productions took place over the course of its first one hundred years, due to the complexities of 600 stagehands needed for each epic show.

Theatre major Sarah has never seen such a steeply sloped stage in person. OSHA regulations prevent this sharp of an incline on modern stages. Hard to convey in my amateur photo!

Healing of the Blind Man by El Greco
La Scapigliata by Da Vinci

Have you ever seen 800,000 volumes gathered in one private library hall? The silence and the scent of books was unlike anything Sarah had previously experienced. The collection was commissioned in 1761, and includes a greek Codex written on 220 tiny pages of parchment in 1009 A.D.

On our final night in Parma, we dined on saffron risotto with veal ossobuco alla Beppe. For twenty-five years, the owner of Hosteria da Beppe has been cooking typical Emilian fare with local ingredients. Beppe also hosts, bartends, takes orders, serves, and busses. We assume he does the dishes, too. As far as we could learn, he is a one-man show. And cooks ah-mazing food! And he gets great reviews from everyone! We were super impressed with his friendly and efficient service and we highly recommend all visitors to Parma to eat at Beppe’s restaurant.

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di Parma

We toured Parma with Michelle Valeria, an incredible guide who introduced us to the history of three major Denominazione di Origine Protetta (DOP) food products: prosciutto di Parma, Parmigiano Reggiano cheese, and traditional aceto balsamico. Additionally, we tasted Violetta di Parma candies, four kinds of pasta, two local wines, and finished with renowned gelato.

Michelle is a Parma native and has a Master’s degree in art history. She is passionate about the history, science, and artisanal processes behind the famous foods of her hometown. She trained as a cheese judge and spends time at the regional farms, getting to know the craftspeople who produce these amazing DOP products using centuries-old techniques. We were awed by her depth of knowledge and as educators, we were impressed with her ability to pace the information in an engaging way.

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Michelle taught us about six different kinds of cured meats – from the history of the curing process to the husbandry and genetics of the pigs.
Rapt students listening to our cheese teacher. Note that the cheeseboards have been decimated by A+ students learning how to apply a sensory analysis (visual, tactile, scent, taste) to our samples.
Michelle followed up on the varied interests of our tour group and included history lessons on art, music, architecture, and perfume, in addition to the food focus. It was like a graduate seminar condensed into a half-day!

Her flow, her confidence, her ability to answer any question-she was just amazing. The range of her knowledge, whether it was art, history, music, architecture, food, is astounding. Like a good teacher, she directed her answers to each of us, checking in on our individual engagement.

Joseph J. Gill, retired Headmaster
Patiently answering all of our questions!
Final course!
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From Verona to Mantua

Hence from Verona art thou banishèd.

Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.

Friar Lawrence to Romeo (Romeo & Juliet. 3.3.16-17)

Our Verona tour guide told us that Romeo rode his horse to Mantua but the city gates were closed due to plague. William Shakespeare wrote that Romeo receives a letter in Mantua from Juliet and is briefly happy before being wrongly told that his wife is dead. This disturbing news prompts Romeo to purchase poison from a Mantovan apothecary and race back to Verona to commit suicide.

While our Veronese guide seemed to believe that Shakespeare’s play Romeo & Juliet was a documentary, we know that Willy was inspired by Ovid, da Porto, and Bandello. Matteo Bandello lived in Mantua in the 16th century, working as a soldier, monk, and short-story writer. The historic piazzas and Renaissance buildings built on top of Medieval buildings makes it interesting to walk around town pretending to be Romeo.

We toured Museo di Palazzo d’Arco with an Italian-speaking guide. The museum provided an english-language booklet that described each room and the artworks contained therein. We took some pictures in the garden before the tour began, but were transfixed by the indoor furnishings, paintings, and sculptures and forgot to take photos! This overwhelming assemblage, which dates back several centuries from the aristocratic d’Arco family, was donated to the city in 1973 and art history students are kept busy each year tracing the provenance of the undocumented paintings in this huge collection.

The new Duke of Mantua and his bride!

Arma virumque cano

thus begins Virgil’s epic poem, The Aeneid
We picnicked in this garden dedicated to Virgil, born near Mantua in 70 BC.

We really enjoyed our three nights in Mantova (Mantua) and could happily return for a longer visit. The municipality limits car/truck traffic (ZTL – Zona a Traffico Limitato) in the old city center which encourages pedestrians and cyclists to access local businesses, including an abundance of cafés and restaurants. The market on Thursdays stretches across several piazzas and side streets and offers just about anything you might be looking for. We purchased fabric (4+ metres for only €5), shorts (€2), sewing needles and thread for a button repair, and ingredients for our picnic lunch.

We are impressed with the clean streets, bicycle commuters, and friendliness of locals. Our Airbnb apartment was well-appointed; it included a washing machine with detergent, daily maid service, and coupons for breakfast at a local café.

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Lago di Garda

We day-tripped from Verona by train to visit Lake Garda, Italy’s largest lake. The weather was insanely gorgeous and the beaches were still full with sun-worshiping vacationers.

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Balliamo sul mondo

It was drizzling as we arrived in Verona, but undeterred crowds draped in improvised rain ponchos were lined up outside the 2000-year-old L’Arena, waiting for Italian pop star, Ligabue. Over the next five nights, we learned the rhythms of his set as our apartment was just a few metres around the corner from this ancient open-air venue. As we walked home from dinner each night, we enjoyed seeing fans of all ages wearing concert tour shirts and headbands (!) while singing along. Sarah read that he is touring 30 years of hits in one hour. How cool that a 20,000-seat amphitheater completed in 30 A.D. (50 years BEFORE the Roman Colosseum) is still hosting large-scale concerts and events?

We open in Venice, we next play Verona, then on to Cremona,

Lots of laughs in Cremona, eh boys, our next jump in Parma, that dopy mopie menace,

And Mantua and Padua, and then we open again. Where?

Song by Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, and Sammy Davis Jr.

We joined a tour guide on Saturday morning to get the lay of the land. The weather was sunny and warm, after a week of rain, so locals and tourists thronged the squares, shops, and cafés. Our guide was a bit scripted and probably better suited to telling stories to young children, but we persevered and the walk around the major points of interest helped us find new alleys to explore on our own later. Weirdly, our guide was fixated on re-telling Shakespeare’s fictional tale “The Most Excellent and Lamentable Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet” as if it really happened. When we pointed out the incongruity of a twentieth century balcony built in the small courtyard of a former inn being linked to a fictional 12th century window overlooking orchards, we were gently shushed and promised that she would soon reveal the true story to us. We stopped protesting and focused on taking pictures of the range of architectural styles in Verona.

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The Perfect Horse

We toured the Spanish Riding School in Vienna. The guide was knowledgeable and patiently answered all of our questions. Sarah started reading Elizabeth Letts’ book and quickly became engrossed in the history of the Lipizzan (alt. Lipizzaner) during the 20th century.

Having read Jojo Moyes’ novel, “The Horse Dancer” a few years ago, it was captivating to tour these stables. Photos were not permitted inside the stables, because previous tourists have posted irresponsible pictures on social media. These animals are under the best care, with regular rotations between training, countryside vacations, and performing.

Stallions arrive to the school from their country stable around the age of four. That’s right – the first FOUR years of their lives are spent frolicking in fields, simply being horses! They gain natural strength from living free in herds doing natural horse stuff. They make friends with other horses. They spend time as foals with their mamas.

If selected to train in Vienna, they are assigned to a rider who then spends the rest of their life devoted to the care of that specific horse. Each rider has 4-5 horses in their care. Sequential training takes 6-8 years (!) before a horse is ready to perform. And horses then retire from performance between 18-24 years of age. They live out retirement back on the farm, enjoying a pampered life.

The bond between rider and horse is exceptional. No coercion is used. The stallion must want to work with the rider. The rider is there to invite the horse to perform and to ensure the health and care of the horse.

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Schmetterlinghaus

When you are retired, on Wednesdays in September you can treat yourself to extravagant breakfasts in Vienna, Austria. This café was popular with folks of all ages: university students were sharing brunch and studying; business people were meeting for coffee and important conversations; and wandering tourists like us were there to enjoy the food and the neighborhood.

After savoring our delicious meal, Joe surprised Sarah with a tour of Schmetterlinghaus (Butterfly House), established in 1990 as a cooperative project between private and public institutions. There are 40 different species of tropical butterflies from sustainable butterfly farms in Costa Rica, Belize, Surinam, Thailand and the Philippines. The farms send pupae to Schmetterlinghaus where they hatch and fly free around visitors. None of the butterflies at Schmetterlinghaus are endangered species.

Caligo memnon (owl butterfly)
Morpho peleides (common Morpho)
Danaus plexippus (Monarch)

Only a few of the species breed in the conservatory, as caterpillars eat species-specific plants and the building is not large enough to accommodate all of the plants that would be needed to feed hundreds of different caterpillars. We learned the Owl butterfly generally lays her eggs on banana leaves and the Heliconius species on passion flower leaves. Our familiar Monarch caterpillar we know eats only milkweed and is one of the few species that reproduces in the conservatory. All the plants in the Butterfly House are free of pesticides and are propagated by the Österreichischen Bundesgärten (Federal Gardens of Austria).

Shortly after entering the palatial greenhouse, a tattered Owl butterfly attached itself to Joe. Visitors are encouraged to move slowly and many people are anxious to get the Insta-perfect selfie with a butterfly perched on their outstretched hand. Joe exudes calm and peace and this older butterfly knew it was safe to hang out on Joe for the afternoon. After many minutes, Joe slowly started to walk up the path to the top of the waterfall and his buddy stayed attached to him. Joe gave up trying to dislodge his new friend and continued to explore the rest of the Butterfly House.

Morphos look like Disney animations – their iridescence is incredible!

When it was finally time to leave, Joe gently moved “his” butterfly to a nectar stand where it hopefully felt safe as it was likely near the end of its short life (average 130 days).

We later learned that the male owl butterfly is known to spend its days drinking fermented juices of rotting fruits in the insect equivalent of dive bars and takes to the skies at dusk drunkenly seeking aerial combat with other males. That explains the tattered wings!

Butterfly Whisperer
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The Blue Danube Waltz

While the Danube is not exactly blue water, it was pretty great to take the ferry from Bratislava to Vienna. The weather cooperated so we could sit outside for the 90 minute journey. And we even waltzed a bit!

Arriving in Vienna
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Bratislava

We found a rooftop bar for our first afternoon in Bratislava. Daughter Jordan taught us this pro travel tip as a great way to orient ourselves in a new city. The Michael’s Gate is undergoing renovations under that scaffolding.

Cousin Bobby took an overnight train from Warsaw to meet us for a weekend in Bratislava. We did a 90 minute guided bus tour on Saturday morning, which is the best way to see a medieval town with its fortified castle built on a tall hill!

This region has evidence of human settlements going back 7, 000 years. Located on the Danube River, the city has a multi-cultural history with various influences and languages dominating different eras. In the early twentieth century, Slavic national identity was emphasized and the city was re-named Bratislava and became part of the newly established Czechoslovakia. Nazi occupation gave way to Soviet occupation and eventual independence was achieved after the Velvet Divorce. Bratislava is now the capital of Slovakia and is the wealthiest region in the country.

Our hotel was in Old Town and was originally built as a monastery in the thirteenth century. Gorgeously appointed, the central atrium is capped with beautiful stained glass panels. And the buffet breakfast here came with champagne (Sarah added a drop of fresh orange juice for vitamin C benefits).

On Saturday night, we attended a concert of Slovakian chamber music by the Štátny komorný orchester Žilina. The program concluded with Mikuláš Moyzes’ Mass in C Major sung by the Lúčnica Choir. It was a beautiful evening in a neo-baroque building.

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La Boheme

Since high school, i have been attracted to the “bohemian” fashions of the 1960s and have styled myself as an artist born in the wrong decade! i like to decorate with bold colors and an eclectic mix of elements. For our second date, i invited Joe to attend Baz Lurhmann’s San Francisco Opera production of “La Boheme.” I had a vague understanding there was a region somewhere in central Europe that used to be called Bohemia and imagined fairytale castles decorated with lots of lace, macrame, and colorful tapestries and rugs; in other words, boho chic.

Bohemian Sarah
in the gardens of a castle built for
the Kings of Bohemia.

My ignorance has now been exposed and as i write this, i am traveling by train through Czech Republic, thinking about the ancient Celtic Boii tribe pushed north by the conquering Roman armies. When the Roman Empire engulfed these lands thousands of years ago, they named it “Boiohaemum” by blending the name of the Celtic tribe (boii) with the proto-German word for home (haimaz) and then latinizing the new portmanteau.

Sometime in the sixth century, Slavic tribes began arriving from the east and Christian monks showed up in the ninth century. From decade to decade, century to century, borders and allegiances continued to shift as the people of the Middle Ages tried to build power over their neighbors, but the name “Bohemia” stuck to the region.

After WWI, the region of Bohemia was the geographic core of the newly formed Czechoslovakia. Tragically, Hitler fooled the world with the Munich Agreement, and Czechoslovakia was sacrificed to the Nazi regime. Following WWII, a new republic was declared but was soon absorbed by the eastern bloc and occupied by Soviet forces. It wasn’t until the Velvet Revolution in 1989, that Czechs once again strove for a pluralistic democracy.

In the nineteenth century, Parisian writers started using the word “bohemian” to describe the painters, sculptors, intellectuals, musicians, and actors living unconventional artistic lives in Europe’s major cities. It evoked a sense of wandering with no fixed address – not unlike the nomadic Celtic tribe of the Boii – and an appreciation of art over money, friendship over privilege and the camaraderie of living with like-minded outsiders. Even Mark Twain described himself as bohemian!

Ironically, these “bohemian” wares
are no different than the hippie stuff
sold in Provincetown back home!

There is so much to learn about the history of Central Europe and how the ripples of influence from the events and legends of Bohemia have spread across the world. Madeline Albright’s book “Prague Winter” is an excellent place to begin. I am just beginning to comprehend how complex and intricate are the stories of this region.

Thank you to Mary Marshall
for recommending this book to me
for this trip.
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