Bellinzona

Vic couldn't wait for me to get up this morning.  She sent me out in the cold on a coke and croissant run.  At least the croissants were just out of the oven when I bought them.

After breakfast she wanted to see the sights.  This included two more castles and old town.  Bellinzona means war zone and over the years there have been numerous battles here.  Milan often invaded and conquered only to be defeated by the Swiss.  In one battle, 600 Swiss defeated 10,000 Milano soldiers.  How is that even possible?  They must have been some bad hombres, superheroes, or something.  In spite of winning Bellinzona for Switzerland, 87% of the locals speak Italian.

She wanted to walk up the mountain to the highest castle.  I said no!  Thank god we took the bus or we would still be walking up.  While at the bus stop I noticed the sign.  I guess I watched to much Beavus & Butthead in the 90s, but I couldn't help but crackup that they printed Fart on the sign.  We walked down from the highest castle to the middle castle and city walls.  Forty percent of the city walls were destroyed in the 19th century.  Not sure by whom, but I would suspect Napolean's army.

Vic says it is time to shop some more.  Till tomorrow: