Clooney in Como

Off on another adventure... this adventure was unique though and different than all the others. It wasn't necessarily unique because my parents were with us, although that was definitely a treat, but it was quite the adventure because my Mom was the one who picked the location.

"I want to go to Lake Como to see George Clooney!" So, on Brock's day off, we took a short day trip to Lake Como, in search of, you guessed it, THE George Clooney. We had to give the lady what she wanted and although it wasn’t her birthday anymore, she declared it, “Mom’s Birthday Week,” so Lake Como it was.

We purchased the fairly cheap tickets to Lake Como, “Here we go; on the search for Mr. Clooney’s house!” “Put on the coffee George, I’ll be there soon.” Mom kept saying. We looked at our tickets and realized they didn’t resemble the “normal” ticket we had travelled with before. But after a little help, mixed with a little confusion, we were off on our way. We got off at the stop, told to us by the Train Guard (a much friendlier one I might add), and we switched trains. We weren’t exactly sure which stop we were supposed to get off at and Brock asked. Even with the help of the Ticket office and the Train Guard we stayed on the train a stop too long and ended up in Switzerland… “Oppps! This isn’t good!” And with our luck with the Train Guards in the past, we thought we were done for. But again, the good Lord was looking after us and the Train Guard was kind again, and they let us stay on the train and go back just one more stop in the other direction to Lake Como.
Mom’s trip started off a little rocky, but she was covered with luck and we made it. Lake Como was beautiful! Of course our trip included lots of walking, but walking along side the beautiful water was a pleasure and hardly a work out. We took the lift, or the funicolare” to the very top of the town. The views were amazing and even with my Mom’s paralyzing fear of heights, she managed (while sitting, clenching the bar, and being escorted from each new height!) The Alps were a breath taking sight, covered in snow, and bigger than life. We watched Sea Plane after Sea Plane take off and land from the water, and Mom could have sworn that “It must be George’s!”

Although we never found George Clooney’s house and we didn’t run into him like Mom had hoped she would, we enjoyed a new place to sight see. We ended our day at Lake Como with a delicious lunch on top of the town in a quaint Chalet Restaurant overlooking the water and the Swiss Alps. And although our waitress was quite a crab, we enjoyed the best local cuisines. Clooney was surely missing out.