These past few days I have been on my first European press trip since the pandemic. I am a guest of the Wines of Garda and the relatively new (1996) Garda DOC. It is a short trip, just four days (and still one day left), but I have already seen and done so much.
Even before I got on a plane, the trip was memorable as I learned shortly before takeoff that my connecting flight from Frankfurt to Verona had been canceled. Apparently, there was an air traffic controller strike in Italy and all flights within the European Union were affected. This meant a ten-hour layover at the Frankfurt airport.
Joy. Pure joy. But I sincerely thank the kind people at Lufthansa who, after a bit of cajoling, allowed me access to their business lounge. Otherwise? Who knows?
While the German airlines were fairly strict on the usage of masks, once in Italy? Not so much. No one is wearing a mask. I mean no one. So here’s hoping my COVID test this afternoon (in order to return to the US) goes well (although if I were to have to stay a few more days in Italy…).
The trip started in Bardolino, on the shores of Lago di Garda, Italy’s largest lake and the center of the region’s wine trade. The first day, however, was mostly in Lazise, a town just a few kilometers to the south, with its origins in the Middle Ages.