Sunday morning in Como - what is there for Italian guys of a certain age to do other than hang around and throw sticks into the lake for their dog to collect? Shortly afterwards, we went for a boat ride up just a little bit of the lake - enough to see rusty boats and many, many, many enviable houses ... and then back to Milan to see the Women of Troy beat the Italian junior team ... a nerve wracking experience ... involving a comeback in Game 3 ...
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