Albergo Ristorante Stampa in Ponte Tresa


When travelling I very often book  hotels through I’m very pleased with the site and have found many charming places scattered across Europe. After returning home I always leave a review with a few words, both positive and negative comments, I keep it real! After travelling this autumn I came home to a full timetable and hectic days. I wanted some time on my hands when writing the review to make sure it turned out well. But when I did sit down it was too late. It turns out you can’t review the hotel later than a month after you left, which I missed by a few days. We stayed at some small, family-run hotels and a positive review means a lot to them, so I was very disappointed not to be able to do so. However, I have a blog where I can write whatever I want and share with whoever bothers. But hopefully what I write here will pop up among search results if someone ever wonders just how wonderful the small hotels are. So here goes:

IMG_9720We drove from Nice in France in the morning and headed towards Lörrach in Germany to catch a train to take us back north. The drive is about six-seven hours so we decided to have a small break either in Italy or Switzerland. The hesitation in deciding which country to stay in resulted in a small town called Ponte Tresa; which is divided by a river: the northern part of town is Swiss, the southern part is Italian.

The hotel we found was located far up into the mountain and I utterly and completely fell in love with the view. The hotel is family-run and as far as we could make out there were three generations running around. The hotel seemed very large from outside, but once inside it seemed to centre on the restaurant, the lobby and the kitchen. There was a swimming pool out on the back, but it was closed in early October. Our room had a double bed and a bunk bed, and plenty of space for a crib as well. The design was a bit outdated, but it was still bright, open and spacious.


The hotel was both an ‘albergo’ and a restaurant, which meant that many visitors, many seemed to be locals, came solely for the food. During the day three young men ran up and down the stairs outside to get wood for the pizza oven inside. We felt a little sorry for them as they ran many rounds with heavy loads of firewood on their backs, but when we tasted the pizza we realised it was indeed necessary. Typical Italian pizzas were produced during the evening with heavenly crusts and delicious toppings. Baked in a woodburning stone oven. The menu in the restaurant consisted of many common Italian dishes, but honestly, we ate little else but pizza while there, with a pomodoro-mozzarella salad on the side.


The hotel is well worth a stay. We really enjoyed our stay and will definitely stay there again if we find ourselves in the same area. And the pizza, the pizza itself is worth a stay!
We really enjoyed our few nights at Albergo Ristorante Stampa. Travelling with two blonde, blue-eyed, charming little children outside of season might have resulted in extra care and attention from the staff. We did have some difficulties communicating as their strongest language, by far, was Italian. We would also like more information about the surrounding and examples of what to do with children without having to travel too far by car. Being Scandinavians we are used to a proper breakfast, whereas the white bread served in Italy seem almost like cakes to us, the hotel did not stray from the Italian tradition at breakfast.

The hotel at Albergo Ristorante Stampa

The hotel’s own website: Hotel Stampa



Put your feet up in the air

… and wave them around like you just don’t care!


It’s so good! And not far from being an absolute necessity. That half an hour where I can sit down and rest my weary head and feet. It’s something I should do more often. Mindfulness meditation I call it now after I caught a bit if a documentary some days ago. It’s supposed to do wonders for your mental health, but then you have to sit without doing anything else. But it might add years to your life. So now you have an excuse or two if you need to convince yourself, or others, that for some minutes you need to do nothing. Absolutely nothing. Well, except to breathe.
Take care!