This journal entry will make up for some poor blogging behavior, brought about by low speed Internet connections lately. Hopefully, you have exercised your patience and will delight in this highlight show. We will be very selective here.
We’ll go back to our trip to Civita near Orvietto on Monday, the 20th. This hill town is only reached by some very challenging walking (more like climbing) across and over a little road, leading to the city. Not many residents left, but a charming outlook from this photo and some great scenes once inside.
Here’s the Duomo at Orviteto. It is amazing in its sheer size and its beauty…unexpected in a city that’s not very large. Several Popes came here to live, so it seemed logical to make it this nice for them.If you remember, we stayed in a Hotel La Badia, which was a 15th Century church and monastery, used as a hotel and restaurant for the past 100 years or so. This is the view up toward the hill town of Orvieto and the Duomo there.
Ask us to tell you about the Countess (92 years old) who still owns the place and her playing the piano for us when we arrived and were having a late lunch. Oh, I guess I just told you.
The other La Badia story has to do with a photo that Cindy sent. It’s a souvenir jug from this place that her Mom & Dad bought when they had dinner here…she thinks 40+ years ago. She texted us the photo after she heard we were going to Orvieto. The people at the hotel tried to find one like it for us, but they haven’t had them for a long, long time. Here it is along with a view of part of La Badia.
This is where the church used to be (they held a wedding feast here on our first night. And, the tower is a 16th Century addition…it’s where they are hiding the new Internet service antennae. You should have seen the installers feet hanging out of one of those bell-tower openings when we left that morning.
Then, we mentioned our rainy day visiting Todi and that place where we might have enjoyed our cappuccino…where there were tables, umbrellas and flowers. Here’s that square in Todi. It’s a small hill town, but people really live there…that’s charming to us after seeing places where no one goes except tourists.
When we finished the harrowing drive in the rain and the dirt road entry to the Borgo di Carpiano (owned by Marilisa and Riccardo Parisi) near Gubbio, we found this room as our “safe haven” for a couple of days.
There’s another room next to this, where we had easy chairs and a desk (for blogging). The key is a medieval giant which fits into an old iron lock. But, the bathroom has a shower to die for with tons of hot water and great pressure and great tile floors. Two sets of french doors go out to a private garden dining area with two chaises and Iris blooming.
Here’s our front door.
Next is the welcoming living room/reception hall that they fondly call “The Church”, since that’s what it was for 500 years until 2007.Only 9 rooms are here, so the residents tend to come here at around 7:30 to meet “who’s new?” and see if they speak English. They ring a bell as a “first call” to dinner, which is like going to food heaven. Riccardo has been a chef for 30 years, until he hired one last year. They used to serve 200 dinners a night in Antigua (Harmony Hall was the name of their place) and now does 18 tops. So, his quality control and attention to your satisfaction is “so much more easy” than before…this was his dream to be able to serve like this. And, now it ours, too.
This infinity edge pool, looking down into a farm valley, was a part of their dream, too.
I will stop now to see if this works and to test your systems to see if you can receive this big a journal entry.