Sunday morning after breakfast, we checked out of Hotel Staubbach in Lauterbrunnen, Switzerland. We really liked it there and had a great time talking to Craig, the American owner originally from California. Should he put TVs in the rooms, or not because it could cause noise problems? Plus, how to wire a 120-yr old building for TV without major expense? How could he recoup costs if he offered wireless internet service? He gets asked about it a lot, but doesn’t know how to get it going. How has global warming affected the valley in the ten years he has been there? Not much that he can tell, but people who have been around all their lives notice the change in snow.
We had a nice, low-key drive from Lauterbrunnen to Bellinzona. Because all of the fun-to-drive mountain passes are still closed for snow, we had to stick to the A2 and A8 autostradas (major highways). But this strategy did allow us to drive through the Gotthard tunnel, which at 17km is the longest auto tunnel in the world. It goes under a mountain, basically linking German Switzerland with Italian Switzerland. It really plays havoc with the GPS, since there is no way to maintain a satellite link under a mountain - haha!
Bellinzona is famous for it’s three major castles which together are a UNESCO world heritage site. We stopped to visit Castlegrande, the largest of the three and most central location in the middle of town. It looks like a castle you imagined as a kid, with long turreted and ramparted walls that are a good ten feet wide, tall towers, and seeming to just grow up out of the rock. The castle is kind of a community gathering place, as there is no admission charge and there are big grassy courtyards inside where young people gather to play futbol and hang out. There are also a few different restaurants inside. We ate outside on a courtyard overlooking the mountains, it was mediocre food. I had planned a few hours here to explore, but unfortunately there didn’t see to be much to see beyond the courtyards and walls.
Lugano, only 20km from Bellinzona, was to be our home base for the next two nights. Our hotel was located near the train station, and using our GPS connected to my computer with the map software, I had good directions to get us to the train station. However, the navigation maps couldn’t seem to tell the difference between the road around the back of the train station and the road directly above it on the hill, which is of course where we needed to be. It was a very frustrating experience for both Kevin driving and me navigating to try to get to the hotel, which we could see, but not figure out how to get to. I finally got us there, but it was a rough few minutes.
Based on the journey, we were both in foul moods when we checked into the hotel. We had reserved a private room in the hotel side of the Motarina Hotel & Hostel, based on great reviews on TripAdvisor.com and the low prices compared to other places in this expensive city. But, it was not at all what we were expecting. First, no lift (elevator) to take our luggage upstairs. Second, no private bathroom, although there was no way to know that from the website. Third, just didn’t like the shabby look to the room. Fourth, breakfast was not included. After much ado and negotiating with the front desk, we were offered to move to their sister-hotel property next door, the Continental Parkhotel. Wow, what a difference! This was a very nice property that apparently caters to tour-bus groups. It was only a few dollars more that the Montarina, but at least a three-star upgrade. We were given a corner room, number 536, that had two balconies. One balcony faced Lake Lugano and the mountains, very good view. The second balcony could also see the lake, but also overlooked the elaborate gardens on the property. A very good choice to move to this location.
Sunday evening, our first night in Lugano, we took the funicular down the hillside to the downtown lakeside area. We walked a bit on the lake promenade, through a park with beautiful gardens, and choose not to go lose all our money at the Lugano Casino. Instead, we choose an outdoor table at a place called Olympia on a piazza and ate pizza for dinner.