Showing posts with label RV Motorhome Camping Europe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RV Motorhome Camping Europe. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Volterra 1

Volterra is one of the older Tuscan hill towns, a member of the Etruscan League, with plenty of Roman remains as well. It has its share of tourists, but mostly independent travelers like us. We liked it sufficiently well to stay a couple days and nights.
Volterra main piazza and Palazzo dei Priori,
said to be the oldest public administration
building in Tuscany; setting up for a crossbow
tournament to be covered in a subsequent post





















12th century duomo














Very dark inside and no Divine Illumination
Machine



















The main reason we came to Volterra (other
than to see another nice, untrammeled
Tuscan hill town, one that seems to be 
coping gracefully with its fame): Rosso 
Fiorentino's Deposition from the Cross
widely regarded as the beginning of 
Mannerism (think Michaelangelo and pals); 
in the Pinacoteca
























Closer up


















Also Ghirlandaio's Christ in Glory, with its
two adoring Etruscan goddesses



















In the fine little Etruscan museum














Etruscan gold work














Me and mini-me

1,000 Days Since Embarcation

So we drove on, eventually landing at a rare Italian lay-by, with a view even















Next morning we drove up to our next stop, Volterra















Looking at our website, as we do every few months, we noticed this (Saturday) 
was our 1,000th day since embarcation, according to the counter gadget there 
installed
















So we hiked up the stairs from Volterra's (free) camper-stop, 
took in a bit of the beautiful old town (more later) and





















And enjoyed a memorable lunch, wine and bruschetta with tomatoes, and















Sausage pizza for Vicki and wild boar in sausage, olive and 
onion sauce with little polenta cakes for me; reflecting on 
our 1,000 days of travel since September of 2008, and the
next 1,000 days...

Sans Jimmie-Johnny

I should explain that our pronunciation of San Gimignano derives from our years in Texas. (Rickie Stevie is derived, however, from Will Ferrell's Rickie Bobbie). We have visited San Jimmie-Johnny two or three times, and, speaking for myself, have found it a place that does not grow on you. Further, there is no camper parking except a couple miles from the town, a camper-stop where, for 22 euros (32U$D), you can park and take the free shuttle bus to town; when it runs; or, still further out, a parking lot where for 1 euro an hour you can park and take the regional bus back to Jimmie-Johnnie; whenever it runs. I don't mind paying reasonably for something worth seeing. I do mind being gouged for something that is vastly over-rated and that I have seen before. We drove on, probably never to see Jimmie-Johnnie again. So be it.
San Jimmie-Johnny at dusk















Something not in the tourist literature: about a mile from San
Gimignano is one of Italy's largest prisons; do not pick up
hitch-hikers...

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Arezzo

We drove on to Arezzo, another hill town, famous for its continuing wealth as well as its great medieval and Renaissance art and architecture. What attracted us in particular was Piero della Francesca's 15th century Legend of the Holy Cross, one of the greatest of Italian frescoes (which is saying something), but there was plenty more to see. Arezzo is a bit off the usual tourist circuit. Despite abundant facilities, parking, a free camper-stop two blocks from the wall, excellent signage all over, we saw rather few tourists, no tour buses nor tour bus groups, and liked Arezzo so well we stayed two days and nights. I'll divide my posts between the city and its architecture and its art.
Among the abundant facilities and amenities, a
succession of scala mobili, escalators, takes
you from the parking lot up to the old city, in
the shade, too





















The very large mostly 13th-15th century duomo, to which
we'll return for some art and illumination















The Francesca church, 13th century, not the
first church we have or will see with an
unfinished west facade; they built from the
chancel back through the nave, and typically
got to the facade last, often when funds had
given out or tastes had changed























Inside the Francesca, another vast but austere
Gothic church; we'll return in the next post for a
look at the frescoes that occupy most all of the
chancel





















Santa Maria della Pieva, 13th-15th century,
one view of the Romanesque facade and huge
campanile





















East side of Santa Maria della Pieve, which
fronts onto the Grande Piazza




















And the Grande Piazza















The facade and campanile again; the latter with 40 bays















Interior; another huge church















Arezzo's public library, a beautiful old Renaissance palazzo
bearing the Medici coat of arms as well as many others















Next door, Petrach's house, where they're
doing some remodeling




















House of Vasari, painter, architect, writer, Renaissance Man,
whose 1530 Lives of the Most Excellent Painters, Sculptors,
and Architects makes him, some say, the first art historian
















Interior of San Domenico, another 13th century Gothic
church, very austere, but home of Cimabue's Crucifix

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Cortona

Cortona is the hill town made famous, well, somewhat famous, in Frances Mayes' Under the Tuscan Sun. We had both read the book--a very decent exercise in creative non-fiction--and seen the movie, which bore only the least passing similarity to the book. Anyhow, from Assisi we drove up to Cortona, passing from beautiful Umbria to beautiful Tuscany, hoping to take in some of the extolled Tuscan sun, atmosphere, ambience, etc. Alas, the parking situation at Cortona is dreadful. There were a dozen or more spaces alloted for campers, but nearly all were filled with tiny little local sedans. Even the bus parking lot was grid-locked. There really wasn't anything in Cortona on our must-see list, so we drove down the hill a bit, parked at a turn-out, and I hiked back up to see the one thing of interest, namely, the Etruscan gates. Probably not worth the hike.

Downtown Cortona from uptown














Tuscan countryside, and a finger of Lake Trasimeno















Gridlock; and the car parking was worse















The Etruscan Gates















My sentiment exactly; we drove on to Arezzo

Perugia

We needed a day or two off from hard-core sightseeing, Perugia affords a free camper-stop, so we decided to go there for a couple nights to rest and regroup. Perugia is the capital of Umbria, and we probably didn't do it justice as tourists. Maybe next time.
Under the big shade tree at the camper-stop















Perugia is a major chocolate center and we were parked just
below the Etruscan ChocoHotel















Practically the whole lobby is a showroom of all things
chocolate; well, maybe not all things, but many things you'd
not imagine in chocolate















Including a tub of chocolate ore; and, not pictured, chocolate
beer













We did take a bus to the up-town to see the piazza (reputedly
one of the best in Italy); above, one of the older buildings now
housing several museums (which we skipped)
















The piazza and duomo















The griffin is Perugia's emblem, the lion is the Guelphs (or
possibly the Ghibellines; I forget)















The Fontana Maggiore, in the piazza















Very popular with pigeons















Interior of the duomo















In one of the odder religious representations I
have seen, Jesus looks on from his window
high on the duomo





















Cat housing; on the street near a residence in Perugia; but not
on the residence

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Tivoli

Our campsite at the Piazzale del Cimiteri; the Piazzale del
Bus Stazione was on the other side of the intersection















Why we didn't stay at the designated camper-stop: it became
the market on Wednesday morning















Local Renaissance castle; closed for repairs















Looking north-west from Tivoli















Hill-towns dot the horizon; some hills are just towns















Looking west to Rome and Tiburtina, and nearly continuous
development















Including some of the largest quarries (travertine) I have ever
seen















And, immediately below, a ruined mini-Pantheon