Friday, October 9, 2015

October 8 - Sorano and Pitigliano


Our port today was Civitavecchia, the port for Rome.  Since we’ve been to Rome before and we’d read of garbage strikes and transportation slowdowns we made other arrangements.  Our driver Angelo was waiting for us and off we went to Tuscany. 

Riding through the countryside of first Lazio and then  Tuscany was beautiful.  This region of Italy has lots of rolling hills and fields dotted with medieval towns and villages and farmhouses in the midst of olive groves and  fields of grape vines.  Since it’s autumn the colors were not as riotous as in the summer.  The grapes have been harvested and the vines are starting to acquire their fall color.  The olive trees are still loaded with fruit because that harvest doesn’t come for another couple of weeks.

Our first stop was Sorano, a typical medieval walled town.  It’s clearly not a big tourist destination but it was very interesting to walk through the narrow streets.  There was a little shop selling local ceramics; in fact the artist was the one tending the shop.  We found a small serving bowl decorated with paintings of olives.  The ceramics here are very different from those along the Amalfi coast where the color palette tends more toward rich reds and yellows to match the citrus that abounds there.  While I looked for a bathroom, Al sat on a bench and an Italian Nonna (grandmother) sat down and struck up a conversation. She spoke no English and of course he speaks no Italian, but somehow a conversation ensued.
A beautiful door in Sorano

 
Narrow streets with lots of flower pots around

Our next stop was the town of Pitigliano, a walled town sitting on a tufa rock.  Tufa is a form of limestone.  By the central square there is an aqueduct built by the Medici family in the 16th century.  Since Pitigliano is atop this rock all the little side streets leading from the main street have lots of steps going down to the buildings built into the side of the rock.  One very interesting thing we saw was the Jewish ghetto area which is called  “La Piccola Gerusalemme,”  the Little Jerusalem with its synagogue.  During WWII some of the Jews from Rome managed to escape round-ups by the Nazis and they were sheltered in Pitigliano and thus survived.  The Synagogue was guarded by 3 Italian soldiers armed with machine guns.  Even in this quiet little town they are worried about attacks by extremists.

Steps, steps and more steps in Pitigliano

Flowers everywhere along the streets of Pitigliano

On the recommendation of Angelo we ate in a little restaurant called Il Tufo Allegro.  It’s mushroom season so Al had a lovely tagliatelle with mushrooms and my pasta was served with wild boar, another local dish.  With our side orders of salad and spinach cooked with pine nuts and raisins  accompanied by a house white wine, we had a fantastic meal! 

Before we left we saw the magnificent view from the main square down to a couple of waterfalls.  There was a great bronze sculpture of an old farmer with his burro there.  We weren’t sure what it commemorated but it was very pretty.
View from the walls



On our way back to the port we made a brief stop in Tarquinia.  That city is the home of one of the largest Etruscan museums in Italy.  The Etruscans pre-date the Romans so there civilization was before 700 BC.  Unfortunately we didn’t have time to visit the museum; we’ll have to save it for another trip here.


It was a truly wonderful day.  The weather was absolutely perfect with lots of sunshine but not much heat.  As we sailed away from Civitavecchia there was a beautiful sunset.  Tomorrow we’ll be in Santa Margherita Ligure on the Ligurian coast, Italy’s Riviera. 


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