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Moral of the story - remember to check the time reception opens if you want to get off early. Suzy was unhooked from her umbilical cord, Sion was sitting ready in the passenger seat, water was taken on board and the loo was empty. Only problem if you needed to get away before 9 you needed to pay the night before . Doh as Homer Simpson says, Standing outside the reception it was obvious we had 50 mins wait before the cash office opened and we could pay , pick up our ACSI card and passport and move on.
The time was spent watching a lone jogger running a circuit around the road, we worked out how long it took her to do a circuit and then got bored. We watched walkers taking their hunds for a walk. And then we got bored. Eventually the receptionist turned up, we paid our 16 euro with no tourist tax and moved on. We have not worked out when tourist taxes are due. Some camp sites charge a euro or a few cents, others nothing, There seems no uniformity to the whole thing.
The weather was cooler again around 18 but it
rose gradually through the day to 22 degrees. There was rain in the air and it threatened all the time sometimes coming down in bucket loads. Sometimes I feel that I did not come to Italy for rain - it seems rather unfair.
Our first stop was diesel as Suzy was running on fumes. We headed uphill for Cortona which was founded by the Etruscans and is one of the oldest hill towns in Tuscany. We love Tuscany with its rolling landscape and gentle hills, its fields of poppies bright red at this time of the year and its cypress trees. Banks of maroon clover like flowers as far as the eye can see.
We had found a sosta to park in but as we had a late start it was full of cars and we thought we would struggle to park Suzy up. However, a rubbish bin park came to the rescue. As we drove out of the town we saw a lay bye full of rubbish bins, the space behind empty apart from one french car. We parked up and put the blue parking ticket in our window and set off up the hill to the
town.
It is a maze of old streets and uphill climbs wonderful for the calf muscles exercises but hard on the lungs and heart. The buildings still medieval. It is easy to imagine an inhabitant of the town in the 1500 being resurrected and still knowing every inch of the town, so little will have changed over the the years. It was a lovely place. We ate breakfast , coffee , a sandwich with a strange filling. Some peppers and something fishy. And an apple slice, made of thin pastry and even thinner apple slices.
It was quiet unlike Urbino yesterday. We walked past the Palazzo Communale and the Museo dell Accedemia Estrusca. We chose not to go in entry was 10 euro with no reductions for anziana. The church was Baroque , interesting outside but pretty boring inside. Perhaps if we had had more time it might have been interesting to listen to the organist who was just setting out his music. But we needed to move on. We had other fish to fry and Buon Convento was next on our list . I had seen this place before and said if there was anything interesting there
I would eat my hat.
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