To get here today, we took a train from Lugano (loo-gah-no) to Chiasso (kee-ah-so), then a bus from Chiasso to Muggio (moo-joh). Looking at the map below, it may seem rather indirect, but because Muggio is up in the mountains, this was actually the most direct route available.
(dark blue = train; light blue = bus)
When we arrived in Muggio, we had about an hour and a half to wait before the next shuttle came to take us up to Scudellate, a tiny little town of about 30 people at the end of a string of tiny little towns. Here is a map showing some of the switchbacks to get up to Scudellate; the driver had to make K-turns at some of the hairpins:
While we waited for the shuttle, we had lunch at the only restaurant open on Sundays. It is run by a very nice woman who speaks almost all European languages and who helped us with our Italian. The place is so small that they serve on dish per day of the week; Sunday's dish is gnocchi, the same meal I had for dinner. Good thing I like it! This version was made with red sauce instead of oil and herbs, so I did get some variety.
There are several bunk beds crammed into each room in the ostello. One large room is dedicated to the male students while the other two are for the female students. I chose a bed in the room with the balcony. Here is the view from my bed:
I would post a lot more pictures of the beautiful place where I get to live for the summer, but the bandwidth here is quite minimal and it took about 20 minutes to upload these three. Oscar, one of the three main people (architects maybe?) that we will deal with here has organized a dinner for us tonight, and it is ready now, so I am going to go wash up and eat.
Ciao!
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