A very quick stop, and a very honest impressions from Lago di Como
We were driving from Turin to Lake Garda on our way back to Prague and decided to make a spontaneous pit‑stop at Como (the town at the southern tip of Lake Como). Van parked, bikes out, and we coasted down into town in that furnace‑hot July air. It was packed–like festival‑day packed. The lakeside lawns shimmered, but the only “beach” in front of the Tempio Voltiano had no‑swimming signs (which many people were ignoring). We didn’t. We surrendered to carbs instead: tiny pizzette and still‑warm pastries from a local shop that absolutely saved our mood.
Was Como pretty? Yes–arched lanes, flashy boats, mountain backdrop. Was I smitten at first sight? Not really. But that’s on me: zero research, peak season, wrong spot to swim. Next time I’d do it differently (plan below).
Why no swimming right there? The little beach by the Tempio Voltiano sits at the mouth of the Cosia stream, a spot with posted bathing bans due to pollution and safety; local police fine swimmers in summer, and regional eco groups flag this stretch every year. If you want to swim in town, look for designated spots like Lido di Villa Olmo or Lido di Villa Geno instead.
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