One elevator and one hundred seventy three shiny, wooden, never ending find-me-a-spot-to-sit-down-soon-stairs, took us to the top of Torre del Moro for a spectacular 360 degree view of Orvieto. We were up-top long enough for the huge bells on the top of the tower to ring in our ears very loudly twice, which added nicely to the moderately dizzy space in my head from the zillion turns I made to climb up the steps! (See photo below) Enough whining... the view was great. If I knew what I was looking at, or which way I was facing, I could tell you that I saw across the horizon to Monteleone, the town of my grandfather's home.
We stood on the steps of the Cathedral for the afternoon studying the facade and bas reliefs; up close, reading about each panel. Britt is learning lots of new architectural and biblical words. At this point, we are sitting in the hotel room relaxing, I with a glass of wine, waiting for the folk festival to start in Piazza del Popolo!
We stood on the steps of the Cathedral for the afternoon studying the facade and bas reliefs; up close, reading about each panel. Britt is learning lots of new architectural and biblical words. At this point, we are sitting in the hotel room relaxing, I with a glass of wine, waiting for the folk festival to start in Piazza del Popolo!
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