Today we drive to a little village that our friend Joe B.’s family immigrated to America from.  This village is in the mountains and was a beautiful drive with waterfalls.  We started noticing a lot of pink bicycles hanging from trees, houses, fences, bridges, etc.  There were also pink bows tied on to anything they could be tied to.  We finally figured that there had been a big bicycle race up the winding road.  We found our friend’s village charming and pretty.  We had a great lunch in Locana.  We asked the waiter if he spoke English and he said no he spoke French, Italian and Spanish so Susan ordered our lunch in Spanish.  Our lunch was wonderful.  After lunch we drove to Stresa on Lake Maggiore, Italy.  Our room looks out on the lake and villages around the lake.