After leaving Como, and dropping Colin and Helen at the airport near Milan (for their next leg to London),we drove for a few hours along the autostrada to Lake Trasimeno, skirting around Bologna and then Florence.
Our house at the lake was up on a hill and we were met by our Airbnb host who took us up the windy road to the place that would be our base for the next four days.This is the fourth largest lake in Italy and is in the region of Umbria. We settled into our lovely cottage above the small township of San Feliciano, with stunning views to the lake and enjoyed a a couple of quiet days, wandering into town, talking with the shopkeeper at the local supermarket and enjoying a beer at the local bar.
We were then joined by Tony’s cousin, Paola, and her husband Carlo. They also became our taxi, which relieved us greatly as neither of us had enjoyed driving that much. On our first night together, they took us to the lovely town of Cortona, on the other side of the lake for a magnificent dinner.
The next day we headed to the medieval hilltop town of Assisi with its famous basilica, named after Saint Francis who was born in Assisi.
These photos belie how busy the town was – it was teeming with tourists who had all been or were on their way to the basilica.
What never ceases to amaze me is the history and age of the places we visit. If these walls could talk…
Along our wandering through the town, we passed a menagerie of Franciscan monks (I think “menagerie” is a fitting name for a group of monks of the Franciscan order – after all St Francis had a strong affinity with animals).
When we came out from the basilica, I asked Tony to take a photo of me sitting on the wall overlooking the surrounds of Assisi. I had envisaged a photo of me on my own but I really like this photo for the diversity of people who had just seen the beauty of St Francis’s basilica.
After a stop for lunch, we were off to Perugia.