C 'is a city in Lombardy, on the shore of a lake so dear to Manzoni, in my house is known as the Big Foot Country .
in this country when I was young there was a pedestrian area created especially for small families like mine, that Sunday afternoon went for a walk downtown. To prohibit the passing cars the whole area was littered with huge footprints in the shape of the foot ...
for me the explanation, however, was waaay more beautiful and imaginative: Mom told me that in that huge country houses of people, some of the giants with big feet ...
and those I saw were the footprints they left they passed, but I should not be afraid because they were Gentle Giants!
The Sunday walks with mom and dad in that city have since stopped, but in my head Como will always be the land of big feet!
happens then, one evening three months ago, returning to that city with him and to rediscover the charm and magic.
remain enchanted by a lake, so romantic, especially at night when the thousands of little lights shining on its shores.
So new memories are mixed with those of children, new emotions to one side of a time and try to bond with this place is consolidated to give you beautiful moments.
For three months in this part of the beautiful moments I have experienced many thanks to him, a perfect gentleman and attentive presence.
He and the lake, the waves crashing along the promenade, a street lamp that turns on and the thousands of lights that surround us!
Once again THANK
Vale
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