A tale of a weekend in Italy Last weekend I came back to Italy. I landed around 6.30 pm on Friday and my girlfriend, who lives there yet, came to pick me up. We had already planned to go out for dinner and indeed at 8 pm we were in front of two delicious pizzas. We have been in a known restaurant, which is very close to the Ticino river. We have spent a really good night together. On Saturday we went to Stresa (a nice town on the Lake Maggiore) and, afterwards had had a real espresso coffee (which I miss since I have left Italy :)), we moved with a ferry to the so called "Fishermen’s island", for having lunch there. We ended up to Belvedere Restaurant, which has an extraordinary terrace directly on the lake, with a wonderful view on the environment (lake with still snowy mountain on the background). Unfortunately it was slightly windy, so we decided to have lunch inside, but even from inside there is an amazing view, thanks to a huge glass wall. We ate two courses mainly based on lake’s fish accompanied with an half liter of red wine and obviously we ended with two espresso. In the afternoon we came back to dry land and during the way back we had a short break for an ice-cream. The evening we have been to a birthday’s party of a friend, 1) which we had been invited from two weeks before. 2) who had invited us two weeks before. [which options is correct?? Either 1) or 2)??] Ending on Sunday, after a sunshiny breakfast together with other two friends on the main square, she gave me a ride to the airport and in the afternoon I was already back to Luxembourg, luckily dry and relatively worm considering the average temperature in the last month.