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our first e-postcard: Postcard#1 WEDNESDAY
AFTERNOON | November 22, 2006 Sailing on board the Insignia en route
to Seville, Spain
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| Antonella and Puccini in Lucca |
Hi! We've really been busy
since we sent you our first e-postcard. After we left Rome, we sailed into Livorno,
gateway to Italy's fabled Tuscany and the site of our first Signature Journey
excursion. Under the care of our charming guide, Antonella, we visited Pisa briefly
to see its incredible "Miracle Square", site of the "leaning tower" as well as
the exquisite cathedral, baptistery and funerary. Next we spent a delightful morning
with Antonella in the walled city of Lucca, an enjoyable medieval city still largely
contained within its massive walls. One of the highlights
of our day was lunch at Borgo Bernadini, a luxurious villa nestled in the Tuscan
hills outside Lucca. Our chefs, Bruno and Teresa, came from Livorno to cook for
us and the villa's entire staff joined them. Even the villa's owner came by to
greet us. We began with sparkling prosecco and canapes in the drawing room, then
moved into the formal dining room for a traditional Tuscan feast featuring oh-so-delicate
pasta, an entire porchetta (suckling pig) and dessert. Three exceptional
Tuscan wines complimented lunch. Unforgettable!
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Chef Bruno pours
freshly pressed olive oil on the bruschetta, John and Gay Perko and Bob Haas
look on | Denise
sings Italian love songs in the world's smallest theater | Before
we returned to our ship, Antonella brought us high (really high) into the Tuscan
hills to a tiny village whose claim to fame is the world's smallest theater. Here
we were, with 50-60 seats on the main floor surrounded by a dozen or so box seats.
As the curtain opened a pretty young woman sang Italian and American ballads,
the perfect ending to a memorable day.
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| Genoa,
Italy | That was Friday. On Saturday we
were scheduled to stop at the picturesque little fishing village of Portofino;
however, high swells in the seas made it impossible to anchor; so our ship diverted
to Genoa. When we first arrived, dark gray skies and pouring rain discouraged
us from going ashore. Fortunately by late morning the skies cleared to reveal
the city's colorful buildings built on steep green hills. (Generally speaking,
our weather has been excellent!) We sailed at sunrise
on Sunday morning into the tiny harbor of Monte Carlo. As we looked around at
all the yachts and the magnificent hotels and condominiums, this really seemed
to be a bit of paradise on earth (or, at least for the wealthy, a tax paradise).
Some of us went into nearby Nice, others toured the hills above the Riviera but
for several, the highlight of the day was a chance to see Monaco's Prince Albert
emerge from the cathedral as part of a local festival. On
Monday we met ashore in Marseilles for our second Signature Journey excursion,
this time to the picturesque countryside of the French region of Provence. A northerly
wind, a mistral, had driven the clouds and any humidity away so the sky was clear
and bright - it was the same magical light that attracted artists such as Cezanne
and Van Gogh.
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| Genoa,
Italy | We stopped first at an olive oil
mill. After all, this is the time of year to harvest olives from the tens of thousands
of olive trees gracing Provence's picturesque limestone hills. A young member
of the family came out to greet us and took us into the modern facility to explain
how the machinery presses the oil from the olives. He also told us how they blend
the oils from five varieties of olives to develop their highly regarded oil (somewhat
similar to the process vintners use to produce their wines). We learned that olive
oil deteriorates rapidly after exposure to oxygen. To achieve optimum quality,
this company crushes their olives within 24 hours after picking and keeps the
oil in airtight containers until it's bottled. We stopped
next at the charming mountaintop village of Le Baux de Provence, a medieval town
built around a limestone castle. In addition to stunning photos over the Provencal
countryside, many ladies were able to satisfy their shopping cravings with the
region's uniquely colorful tablecloths and pottery. Before lunch we stopped at
one of France's most unusual attractions, a massive old limestone quarry that
looked something like a gigantic Egyptian tomb. After adjusting to the darkness
inside the quarry, as we walked through the excavated chambers, the paintings
of Cezanne were projected on the quarry's flat walls and accompanied by music
composed during the artist's time. Unusual but a great experience. Finally we
savored superb French cuisine at a highly regarded restaurant known simply as,
La Place. Yesterday we stopped to visit Barcelona, one
of Europe's most interesting cities and tomorrow we call at Cadiz, our gateway
to the capital of Spanish tradition, Seville, then return to our ship for a traditional
Thanksgiving turkey. We send our best wishes for a delightful
Thanksgiving but wish you were here to celebrate it with us. 
Paul and Christine Niskanen
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| Villa Borgo Bernardini |  |
| The colors of Provence |  |
| Pressing time at the olive mill |
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