turned round towards Belgirato. Breakfasted on caffè al latte, uve, and fichi,[1] 412 francs. Boatman proposed my joining a party to Sestri-Calende, which I did. Arona, with the colossus, on my left, Anghera on my right; Monte Rosa; all the bottom part of the lake richly magnificent.
[The colossus is the celebrated gigantic statue of San Carlo Borromeo.]
Arrived at an inn—taken for a servant. After some time things got round, when in came two soldiers with swords by their sides, to desire me to step to the police-inspector. I did, and found he could not read the writing in my passport. The boatman came soon after, offering me a plan for to-morrow for five francs, and showing me twelve naps, they got for the boat—which cost only seventy francs. Agreed.
September 30.—Up at 5. Off at 6 in a large barge, with yesterday's English party and two carriages, by the Tessino and canal to Milan: at first through a fine hilly country, and rapidly by the Tessino flood. After, slower, and through a flat plain with trees and neat villas and hanging grapes, to Milan. Slept out of the town by the canal.
October 1.—Up at 7.
[Polidori blunderingly calls this "September 31":
- ↑ Coffee with milk, grapes, and figs.
