Yesterday I took a day trip to Viterbo, just to check in and see what has changed if anything. The answer is, nothing has changed. It's the same cute little medieval hobbit village.
Getting there included an unexpected change, though. I took the train to Orte where I was supposed to catch the train to Viterbo. When I got there, there was a notice that the train had been canceled. So, now what? Am I stuck in schlubuttkaville? I went to the ticket office and was told that I was going to have to take a bus, which was parked right outside and about to leave so run! I ran to the bus and took a seat.... and then I thought, oh.... this is going to be rough. Busses here tend to lurch and lurch and lurch as they are wending their way through tiny streets, etc. In then end, after one hour, it really wasn't that bad. I didn't have to conjugate the Italian verb
vomitare, so all was well.
If you have followed the previous years on my blog, you've had your fill of scenes from Viterbo. But here are some more:
Time to clean the old frescoes at San Lorenzo:
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