We moved on, seeking a hill-top fortress as an antidote to an uninteresting 19th century seaside resort. On Motovun's slopes is a camper-stop, operated by the local hotel...10 or so sites, the usual facilities and amenities, even a small swimming pool. Not cheap, but comfortable and convenient. With rain predicted the next day, we decided to do the hill town that afternoon, taking the not-free shuttle up the hill.
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Motovun, a higher hill town than most |
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Main street; only street |
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Wine, brandy, honey, olive oil, the usual |
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Not the usual: this is truffle country |
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Sadly, we're not truffles fans; sadly because they're much
cheaper here than en France |
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Main entrance to town |
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A view from above, broad valley, irrigation canal, truffle forests |
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Second gate |
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Main square, 6;30 PM; completely deserted |
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Church interior; pretty standard, except |
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For this wonder; and her partner on the other side of the
door; bikini-clad caryatids? |
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The Hotel Kastel, which seems to be the main business in Motovun; also owns
the campground below |
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For a mere 4E each, you can walk the walls; takes about 5 minutes but does
provide some good views |
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Including this Croatian futbol fan; I have been following the Croats, my
adopted team for 2018, watching their games against Argentina, Denmark,
and Russia, and otherwise following them on-line, including last night's
victory over England; they play France Sunday for the World Cup; I hope
to be watching... |
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The usual feral dogs; Vicki says they're truffle hounds |
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Little-known fact: Mario Andretti was born in Motovun (which was then part
of Italy) |
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Kiddie park sponsored by Porsche |
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There's truffles in them thar hills |
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The 4E ticket gets you into the city gallery, too, where I got this nice shot of a
shot |
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City coat of arms, in the first gate |
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Truffles |
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Truffles shoppe |
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Motovun needs more visitors; we've done our par |
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Our encampment |
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