Friday, November 18, 2011

November 12 & 13 - Continued adventures in the rental car - Volterra

Saturday 12th: this morning we got a later start than I had hoped. Our destination was Volterra and while we had that famous Herts NeverLost GPS, we did not have maps of where we were going. Carol did her best, but maps were really needed.   We made it to Voltera around 12:30 with only a few incorrect turns.  I will say - Tucany has alot of roundabouts, more than i think I have ever seen my entire life in just a day or two. 

Found a parking spot outside the walls that we feared was an apartment complex and we would be towed... But it worked. We walked first to St. Lino's church that was a sort of hole in the wall, but in keeping with all Italian churchs was of course was beautiful. I love the ceilings.
Then we walked toward the Duomo, where there was a street sale occurring. I bought some cheese from a vendor to bring back to the apartment. We wandered around a bit longer and then I bought some alabastar. Carol bought a present for one of her grandsons and a tee shirt for a relative. Inside the Duomo was pretty and the words Vigilantia in the ceiling, which at first I thought was the family name, before seeing its ending.  Volterra is a place evidently shown in the newly released Twlight movie - so I will now have to see the movie, which I think is released this week. Carol then went to find a museum (which turned out to be closed) while I wandered and took pictures of the buildings and ramparts.  Even of Canoli in a chocolate shop. The town square with the clock tower had many magistrate signs on it.
Volterra, known to the ancient Etruscans as Velathri, to the Romans as Volaterrae, is a town in the Tuscany region of Italy. Volterra is a known territory for the presence of the alabaster – the only translucent stone existing in nature, historically used in windows and lampshades, before glass arrived from the Orient. Volterra is full of alabastar shops. Sights in Volterra are:
  • St Lino Church, St Lino was the first pope after apostle Paul.
  • Roman Theatre (1st century BC), excavated in the 1950s.
  • Piazza dei Priori where ML took a number of pix. On the piazza is the 13th century Palazzo dei Priori, the oldest town hall in Tuscany. Also on the piazza are the 14th-century Palazzo Vescovile and the back of the cathedral.
  • Palazzo dei Priori. Begun in 1208 and finished in 1257.
  • Cathedral of Santa Maria Assunta. The duomo, or cathedral, dates from 1120 when it was constructed on the site of a previous church. It has a Romanesque facade and an entrance added in the 13th century. The interior was modified in the late 16th century in Renaissance style and has a richly decorated ceiling and several chapels with frescoes or wood panels and a 12th century marble pulpit. The octagonal Baptistery dates from the 13th century although parts of it may be older. Its facade is decorated with green and white marble stripes and the dome dates from the 15th century.
  • Side chapel where we took pictures of Miseracordia ech it showinf how people were transported when ill.
  • The Etruscan walls, including the well-preserved Porta dell'Arco (3rd-2nd centuries BC) and Porta Diana gates.
We then had lunch (a salad and pasta with truffles for me - yum and pasta and soup for Carol). More walking around and then we headed out of Volterra. Got some nice pictures., tho' with the high walls, its a pretty dark place. 

When we left Volterra, thinking were were headed back to Lucca, we passed this field, where this red O was sitting all by itself.... very strange.  But a web search (Flickr) indicates that it was built by Italian artist Mauro Staccioli who does environmental art.  Dont know what the O signifies.
On the way back we got rather lost.... But arrived safely back in Lucca around 7pm. Parked the car in the same public lot that is south of the wall and our apartment. I was absolutely exhausted, as the roads were hair pin turns in many locations.
Carol's 7 yr old grandaughter Gianna (daughter of Carlo) was invited to fly from Pennsylvania to LA to play in a piano contest that was broadcast on the web at 11pm.... And it was all we could do to stay awake....Wow was she great; amazing for a 7 year old, and as good if not better than the teenagers.  Carol stayed awake to see the awards (around 1am), but I was asleep not long after Gianna played.

Sunday 13th... This morning we set a goal of geting on the road by 8:30.. And we almost made it. Our objective was to see Lucca di Bagno, a bridge, and then to do the northern route around Florence and to get to Friesole (which I really wanted to see, since I had not gone there several years ago). Again a mistake of not getting that local map and today, the NeverLost contributed to our being lost....  but saw some incredible mountainous sceens. Got to Lucca di Bagno... But did not find the hot springs for which it is famous.

We found the bridge (Maddalena's Bridge)... But the pix in the books do not show that it is next to a railroad tracks... So only only side was seen. Devil’s Bridge is a term applied to dozens of ancient bridges, found primarily in Europe. Most of these bridges are stone or masonry arch bridges and represent a significant technological achievement for their time. Each of the Devil's Bridges has a corresponding Devil-related myth or folktale. Here is the tail of this bridge.
The Devi's Bridge is on the river Serchio near the town of Borgo a Mozzano. The Maddalena's bridge or Devil's Bridge (ponte del diavolo) connect the two banks of the river Serchio at the height of Borgo a Mozzano. Its construction goes back to the era of the Countess Matilde di Canossa (1046-1115), that had large influence and power in this part of Tuscany, the "Garfagnana", but its current reputation is due to the reconstruction carried on by Sir Castruccio Castracani (1281-1328) of Lucca, in the early 14th century. The bridge is known as Devil's Bridge' by popular legend, reinforced from its strange shape: a master mason had begun its building but soon he noticed that it would not be successful to complete the work for the contracted day and taken from the fear of the possible consequences invoked to the Devil asking him aid. The Devil accepted to complete the bridge in a night in exchange for the spirit of the first that will cross it. The contract was signed but the constructor, full of remorse, confessed himself to a priest that advised him to invite the towns people but to let a pig cross the bridge first. So the Devil was defeated and he disappeared in the deepness of the river.
We headed to another city... But stumbled upon these huge Pinocchio statues, that turned out to be in the edge of Pescia. The author of Pinnochio is Carlo Lorenzini, better known by the pen name Carlo Collodi, was an Italian children's writer known for the world-renowned fairy tale novel, The Adventures of Pinocchio. Collodi was born in Florence. During the Wars of Independence in 1848 and 1860 Collodi served as a volunteer with the Tuscan army. Lorenzini died in Florence in 1890, unaware of the fame and popularity that awaited his work: as in the allegory of the story, Pinocchio eventually went on to lead his own independent life, distinct from that of the author. The "Collodi" of his pen name was the name of the Tuscan village where Lorenzini's mother was born. The village of Collodi is now the home of a Pinocchio theme park, and in Pescia there were several statues that we took pictures.
From here we got backon the autostrada and headed for Florence.... Once off the Autostrada at the exit before Florence, we headed for the hills. This was the most lost we became..and the roads were harrowing, with barely room for 1 car, much less a two way passage.. Along one road, we came across a huge deer with antheliers and tried to snap photos for Carol's husband Joseph.

We finally made it to Firenzuola at 2:30pm and were turned away from the first restaurant as they were closing. We then went to another and they took us hungry travelers, but was not happy as we were so late (sunday afternoons restaurants in small towns close around 2 or 3). We shared a pasta with mushrooms and I had a lamb chop and Carol had a pasta soup. With the roads, we debated on wine, and decided against just to be safe. We knew with all of the hair pin turns that we would not make it to my desired destination(Firesole)... So we backtracked and after several miss turns ended up on the Autostrada. The palms of my hands were raw from gripping the steering wheel for so long.
I love this pix with the shadow of the ramparts.

When we got back to Lucca and rather than pay to park the rental car, we took it back to Hertz... But needed gas. Carol paid for the gas...after stopping just about every person taht walked by to help us figure out these machines -- there was no attendant and you could not pay with credit card -- so you had to put in cash.... but we did not have small bills, so we started with $10, and then she put in a $50 (for diesel)... and not turning on the car to monitor the progress of filling the tank, we over paid.. So the machine owed her $30 euro...That was a bit unnerving, as we were not sure that she would get the $30e back, but we can try to collect when we take the car back in the AM.  I was absolutely exhausted, and was sound asleep by 10:30 (an unusually early time for me).

November 9 -11 - Arrival in Lucca, Tuscany & Thursday

Wednesday November 9th -- Cousins - Carol Sabatini and Mary Vigilante meet in Lucca today -- here is how my day started:
I left left my hotel in Pisa around 9am and took a cab to the Pisa train station. Having never ventured onto the Italian trains before, I knew this might be interesting. I bought my train ticket from the counter (my Italian got me a ticket anyway and to the right location no less) and proceeded to lug my bags aboard the train to Lucca (remember 1 big roll-aboard, a camera backpack, and regular backpack).  Unfortunately I forgot to stamp/cancel my ticket as you are supposed to do before the train leaves.
When I arrived in Lucca I remembered that I was supposed to cancel the ticket first, but was glad that the conductors were not on board the train to fine me for that mistake. I arrived to Lucca where there were a ton of stairs to get down off the train platform and then up to the street level.... cross a busy street and then through the Lucca city walls.  Carol had offered to meet me to help with the stairs, but I was not sure what train I would be on, so I got to go it alone, and save buying her a gelato as that was kiddingly the price of her help <G>.  Fortunatley, our apartment is not too far from the walls and I easily found the location.
I arrived at our apartment just minutes after Carol, who was there chatting with the brazilian house cleaner.  As Carol sez - it was great to finally meet up after months of emailing and phone discussions and planning and anticipating our adventure. The rest of the day we just wandered and talked our way around the town as I got oriented to this ancient walled city.  Unfortunately the house cleaner had not dried the towels, nor put a top sheet on either bed.  She wanted Carol to take them out for drying at a laundrymat.... so we left the house cleaner to figure it out but the consequence was there were wet towels waiting for us when we returned.

While searching out a restaurant, we came to Piazza St Michele -where a musician was playing so Carol had to do some dancing in the piazza. Unfortunately for her, no one took up as her partner - tho'' some of the men were looking at her pazza (crazy)... so we moved on. We had dinner at La Buca de St Antone which we translated to tavern of St Anthony. Carol had roasted guinea hen with roasted grapes. I had a steak.  Carol is a gelato freak (and I am not far behind her) -- and had already scouted the gelato places in town; many are closed for the winter, but I think we can find a new place just about every day (if she has not already been there for a sample).  After dinner, she steered us to a place that she liked... but they were melon ball size dips, which hardly gives you a feel for the taste - tho' she liked it.
Thursday November 10 - We decided to rent a car for the weekend so we started our morning scouting out the various car rental places in town.  Since Hertz and Avis were supposed to be nearby, we started there - first visting Hertz.  Avis turned out to not exist in Lucca.  Then Carol walked to three different agencies to check out the possibilities.  I came back to the Apartment and did an internet search, and found that Hertz had the best deal.  Carol needed the exercise while I enjoyed the web search, but we both came to the same conclusion.
As you would expect in Tuscany, fining great places to eat is not difficult.  Tho' I am surprised that my cousin is not a big wine drinker (no wine after 5pm).... so I resolved (to myself) to a glass per meal and would buy a bottle or two for the apartment.  We shared a dish of fettucine with pomodoro and basilica and then I had had a huge leg of roasted pork with onions.  My cousin is more venturous with her meats than other food types - she had chingali (wild boar) on polenta.  We strolled back to the piazza of the San Michele church to do some evening passigata watchhing.  The piazza was the site of a Roman forum 2000 years ago.  After watching for a while and starting to get cold, we went in search of more gelato.
After dinner we went back to the apartment to work on our computers.  I spend some of the evening showing Carol the Geni.com site that our Naples cousins had created about our Vigilante family history.  While Carol and her husband were in Asiago, visiting our other US cousin (Jerome whose son is playing hockey for the Asiago professional team) who has manged to get some of the information that we will need for dual citienship. We are inching closer to having all that we need.  Based on some of the information, Carol contacted her sister Linda who is in Harrisburg to get some additional information (like our grand parents marriage certificate and death certificate).
Friday - November 11:    Today was to be the start of our road trip.  We were armed with a Hertz Never Lost -- and let me say, it DOES NOT LIVE UP TO its name..... or maybe we should have gotten maps... but we sure ventured to places we had not intended.  Our intended destinations – Carrara, Cinque Terra, and Piano di Momma.

Carrara is a city and comune in the province of Massa-Carrara (Tuscany), notable for the white or blue-grey marble. It is on the Carrione River, about 20 miles west of Lucca. Carrara marble has been used since the time of Ancient Rome; the Pantheon and Trajan's Column in Rome are constructed of it. Many sculptures in the Renaissance, such as Michelangelo's David, were carved from Carrara marble. The marble arch in London and the Duomo di Siena are also made from this stone. It is the stone that I really wanted to have in my kitchen island (Statuario Honed), but it was too expensive. After a year with my kitchen remodel, I am glad I did not do the marble, as it would surely have several red rings from wine bottles..... but seeing where it comes from was quite interesting. 
It was quite the hike up the mountain.  We saw virtually no one as I made each and every switch back on the drive up.  I had to stop many times to take pictures. We were told that Mine 178 was open and giving tours so we headed up the mountain.  Several times the trucks let us know that we were in their way....

After stopping at this historic cemetery (Yes -- my cousin eats weird meat, but also LOVES italian cemeteries), we headed down the mountain, to La Spesa and Cinque Terre.

My comment about the NeverLost was because several places as we searched out Cinque Terre said abruptly -- turn right or turn left (in English of course).... and it I had turned, we would have driven off one if the Cliffs.... so again, I was really wishing we had sprung for maps.

The Cinque Terre is a rugged portion of coast on the Italian Riviera. It is in the Liguria region of Italy, to the west of the city of La Spezia. "The Five Lands" is composed of five villages: 1) Monterosso al Mare, 2) Vernazza, 3) Corniglia,4) Manarola, and 5) Riomaggiore. The coastline, the five villages, and the surrounding hillsides are all part of the Cinque Terre National Park and is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
Over centuries, people have carefully built terraces on the rugged, steep landscape right up to the cliffs that overlook the sea. Part of its charm is the lack of visible corporate development. Paths, trains, and boats connect the villages, and cars cannot reach them from the outside. The Cinque Terre is a very popular tourist destination made famous by Rick Steves. 
Cinque Terre is tucked along the western coast of Italian on the Ligurian Sea that, at one time, could only have been reached by the sea. Now, there are roads but two of the villages are currently inaccessible to outsiders. They have just been devastated by landslides and floods which rushed down through their narrow, steep streets from the mountains where all these 5 towns cling.  Several of the Cinque Terre villages were severely affected by torrential rains which caused floods and mudslides on October 25, 2011, killing peopld and doing horrible damage to the structures, particularly in Vernazza and Monterosso al Mare.
This was pretty intersting driving. I was so glad that we had a small car, as by the end of the day, my hands were raw from gripping the steering wheel making one hairpin turn after another. Our first stop was Riomaggiore which is, of course, situated down next to the sea at the bottom of one of those never ending switch back roads.  As with many Italian cities, cars are not allowed access in most areas, so we had to park the car at the top of the village and then walk down the steep incline to the sea. That meant, of course, that we would have to then walk UP on our return. There is a bus, which left to go down to the bottom just as we arrived.. and returned to the top as we were having lunch.
I questioned how and why people would chose to originally live in such a steep, narrow slit of land in the first place. Carol quickly informed me that in the days when pillagers and pirates ruled both land and the sea, such a refuge would offer protection because the one lane path lined with its tall 4 and 5 story houses would become a gauntlet for defense against attackers.  That was nice and worth the effort but now the return. 

We hauled ourselves back up but with a needed stop at a restaurant in Riomaggiore with its outdoor tables (there was not much open).    We were the only guests at the restaurant when we were seated, other than the village cats.  Soon afer a nice young woman from NY who was traveling with her monther, was seated alone nearby.  We asked her to join us.   As it was about 2:30, we decided to then head to Portofino to see what famous stars might be visiting in their gazillion dollar yachts.  
Portofino is a small Italian fishing village, comune and tourist resort located in the province of Genoa on the Italian Riviera. The town is crowded round its small harbour. According to Pliny the Elder (the writer) Portofino was founded by the Romans and named Portus Delphini, or Port of the Dolphin, because of the large number of dolphins that inhabited the Tigullian Gulf.
But since it is not “in season” there were no yachts and most of the boutiques were closing or closed.  We stayed only long enough for a quick walk around and the inevitable pictures. 

As we were leaving the parking garage, I created a traffic jam, as I did not realize that you had to pay before at a common station before trying to exit the garage... so we held up three cars of workers in the village that wanted to go home.  Our hero Carol jumped out of the car and paid our fee before returning to the exit queue, and we freed up Portofino's only traffic jam of the day.    

From here we tried to head back to the Autostrada, but Carol just had to have a gelato.... and after the stress of driving, I really needed a Diet Coke (or Coke Lite as it is here in Italy). So at the first town, Santa Margarita, I double parked and in we ran.

We now headed to a nearby village that Carol had found out about as having a nightly dance with a full orchestra -- in the Piano di Miommo.  So we set the GPS and prayed that we would not end up in Greece.  Since the dance was supposed to start at 10pm, we decided to see if we could find the dance hall. Carol jumped out of the car and chatted with a guy that was cleaning up and he said the dance was at 8pm, so off we went to find dinner at a nearby restaurant.  Carol continued to be disppointed that the rabbits in tuscany are cooked with Olives -- which she does not eat -- how dare the tuscan's put olives in their food! ... We ate quickly, as Carol did not want to be late.

We arrived to a rather empty dance hall - and there was no orchestra, just a DJ. It was held at the Papillon dance hall in Piano di Miommo, about 12 miles west of Lucca. After being seated a few people started to show up and the music started.  It was billed as music of the 60s and 70s.... and being American, we assumed american music.... but it was 60s and 70s italian music, all with about the same beat.  Carol LOVES ball room dancing about as much as she love gelato, and I took lessons for a few years (but had no interest in dancing and was dressed entirely too causual).  Their dance was mostly western 2 step, and the women were very dressed up. But there was very lively Italian music to which everyone danced at an exceedingly fast pace. We stayed about 45 minutes and Carol danced a few times. It was fun to just watch.  At about 10, Carol said that she had enough, so we headed for the door, only to be chased by a lady asking to be paid -- we thought it was free. So back to the bar, each of us pony up $8euro for the music.  
Lucca is a walled city, with no cars inside the walls.... so when we got back to Lucca we had to go in search of a parking spot. Hertz had showed us where the free parking was, but after driving around for a while, I would defy anything but a bike from finding a place to park.  Of course we didnt want to pay for a parking spot, but after trying one spot and fearing that the car would be gone the next day, we moved the car to a paid lot that was close by the apartment but outside the wall.

November 7 & 8: Two days in Pisa

Monday (November 7th)
I decided to leave Catania Sicily earlier in the day (too humid/hot and too full of bugs), so I flew to Pisa at 9am. Flights in Italy are interesting. My e-ticket noted that the flight was to leave at 9:45, but when I got to the airport and waited in the very long line to check in, it turned out the flight was leaving at 9am. Good thing that I did not dawdle as soon after getting to the gate, the flight boarded.  Below is a picture of the Catania Airport curbfront. 
 Note the CAEP sign on the side of the A320 - the decal sez "Environmentally Friendly - CAEP 6 Compliant Aircraft). for my non aviation friends this is the International Civil Aviation Organization Committee on Environmental Protection)... I flew AirOne who flies between Catania and Pisa for Alitalia.  Apron at Pisa below.

Took a cab to the Grand Hotel Duomo, which is a very dated but comfortable hotel near the Duomo.  The reviews of the hotel were the most favorable of those near the Duomo -- but many had commented that  the decore was basically not updated since the 1960s - they were correct.  It was raining when I got there so, I got settled and as the rain lightened, walked to the Duomo and in the area around. I bought my two day tickets to see four of the Square of Miracles (Piazza dei Miracoli) facilities.

Here is what I learned from the hotel - Pisa is on the right bank of the mouth of the Arno river. The city has over 88,000 residents and contains more than 20 historic churches.  The Duomo and its leaning tower are the most famous.
The Piazza del Duomo ("Cathedral Square") is a wide, walled area at the heart of Pisa, that some recognize as a main center for medieval art in the world. Partly paved with stone and partly grassed, it is dominated by four great religious structures:1) the Duomo, 2) the Campanile ( the leaning bell tower) 3) the Baptistery, and 4) the Campostano (mausoleum). It is otherwise known as Piazza dei Miracoli ("Square of Miracles"). This name was created by the Italian writer and poet Gabriele d’Annunzio.
The Duomo, entitled to Santa Maria Assunta (St. Mary of the Assumption), is a five-naved cathedral with a three-naved transept. Construction was begun in 1064 by the architect Busketo. The façade is primary grey marble and white stone set with discs of color marble and was built by Rainaldo. The huge bronze main doors were made around 1600 to replace the original doors destroyed in a fire. The central door was in bronze and made around 1180 by Bonanno Pisano, while the other two were probably in wood. The interior is faced with black and white marble and has a gilded ceiling and a frescoed dome. It was largely redecorated after a fire in 1595, which destroyed most of the medieval art works. The impressive mosaic, in the apse, of Christ in Majesty, flanked by the Blessed Virgin and St. John the Evangelist, survived the fire. It evokes the mosaics in the church of Monreale, Sicily. The cupola, at the intersection of the nave and the transept, was decorated by Riminaldi showing the ascension of the Blessed Virgin.

Galileo is believed to have formulated his theory about the movement of a pendulum by watching the swinging of the incense lamp (not the present one) hanging from the ceiling of the nave. That lamp, smaller and simpler than the present one, it is now kept in the Camposanto, in the Aulla chapel.

The elaborately carved pulpit (1302–1310), which also survived the fire, was made by Giovanni Pisano and is one the masterworks of medieval sculpture. It was packed away during the redecoration and was not rediscovered and re-erected until 1926. The pulpit is supported by plain columns (two of which mounted on lions sculptures) on one side and by caryatids and a telamon on the other: the latter represent St. Michael, the Evangelists, the four cardinal virtues flanking the Church, and a bold, naturalistic depiction of a naked Hercules. A central plinth with the liberal arts supports the four theological virtues.
 Above entry door.

The upper part of the pulpit has nine panels dramatic showing scenes from the New Testament, carved in white marble with a chiaroscuro effect and separated by figures of prophets: Annunciation, Massacre of the Innocents, Nativity, Adoration of the Magi, Flight into Egypt, Crucifixion, and two panels of the Last Judgement.
The church also contains the bones of St Ranieri, Pisa's patron saint, and the tomb of the Roman Emperor Henry VII, carved by Tino da Camaino in 1315. That tomb, originally in the apse just behind the main altar, was disassembled and changed position many times during the years for political reasons. At last the sarcophagus is still in the Cathedral, but some of the statues were put in the Camposanto or in the top of the façade of the church.

The Cathedral has a prominent role in determining the beginning of the Pisan New Year. Between the tenth century and 1749, when the Tuscan calendar was reformed, Pisa used its own calendar, in which the first day of the year on March 25, which is the day of the Annunciation of the Virgin Mary. The Pisan New Year begins 9 months before the ordinary one. The exact moment is determined by a ray of sun that, through a window on the left side, hit a shelf egg-shaped on the right side, just above the pulpit by Giovanni Pisano. This occurs at noon. In the Cathedral also can be found some relics brought during the Crusades: the remains of three Saints and a vase that it is said to be one of the jars of Cana.
The Baptistery, dedicated to St. John the Baptist, stands opposite the west end of the Duomo. The round Romaneque building was started in the mid 12th century. It was built in a Romanesque style by an architect known as Diotisalvi, who worked also in the church of the Holy Sepulchre in the city. His name is mentioned on a pillar inside, as Diotsalvi magister. The construction was not, however, finished until the 14th century, when the loggia, the top storey, and the dome were added in Gothic style by Nicola Pisano and Giovanni Pisano.

It is the largest baptistery in Italy. Its circumference measures nearly 354 feet. Taking into account the statue of St. John the Baptist on top of the dome, it is even a few centimetres higher than the Leaning Tower.
The immensity of the interior is overwhelming, but some note that it is surprisingly plain and lacks decoration. The bronze sculpture of St. John the Baptist at the centre of the font,  was done by Italo Griselli.

The pulpit was sculpted between 1255-1260 by Nicola Pisano, father of Giovanni Pisano, the artist who produced the pulpit in the Duomo. The scenes on the pulpit, and especially the classical form of the naked Hercules, show at best Nicola Pisano's qualities as the most important precursor of Italian renaissance sculpture by reinstating antique representations. Therefore, surveys of the Italian Renaissance usually begin with the year 1260, the year that Nicola Pisano dated this pulpit.
The campanile is located behind the cathedral. The last of the three major buildings on the piazza to be built, construction of the bell tower began in 1173 and took place in three stages over the course of 177 years, with the bell-chamber only added in 1372. Five years after construction began, when the building had reached the third floor level, the weak subsoil and poor foundation led to the building sinking on its south side. The building was left for a century, which allowed the subsoil to stabilize itself and prevented the building from collapsing. In 1272, to adjust the lean of the building, when construction resumed, the upper floors were built with one side taller than the other. The seventh and final floor was added in 1319. By the time the building was completed, the lean was approximately 1 degree, or 2.5 feet from vertical. At its greatest, measured prior to 1990, the lean measured approximately 5.5 degrees. As of 2010, this has been reduced to approximately 4 degrees.
The tower stands approximately 196ft high, and was built to accommodate a total of seven main bells, cast to the musical scale.  You can climb it, but my fear of heights did not allow it.
The Campo Santo, also known as camposanto monumentale ("monumental cemetery") or camposanto vecchio ("old cemetery"), lies at the northern edge of the Square. It is a walled cemetery, which many claim is the most beautiful cemetery in the world. It is said to have been built around a shipload of sacred soil from Golgotha, brought back to Pisa from the Fourth Crusade by Ubaldo de' Lanfranchi, archbishop of Pisa in the 12th century, hence the name "Campo Santo" (Holy Field).
The building itself dates from a century later and was erected over the earlier burial ground. The building of this huge, oblong Gothic cloister began in 1278 by the architect Giovanni di Simone. He died in 1284 when Pisa suffered a defeat in a naval battle of Meloria against the Genoans. The cemetery was only completed in 1464. The outer wall is composed of 43 blind arches. There are two doorways. The one on the right is crowned by a gracious Gothic tabernacle. It contains the Virgin Mary with Child, surrounded by four saints. It is the work from the second half of the 14th century by a follower of Giovanni Pisano. Most of the tombs are under the arcades, although a few are on the central lawn. The inner court is surrounded by elaborate round arches with slender mullions and plurilobed tracery.
It contained a huge collection of Roman sculptures and sarcophagi, but now there are only 84 left. The walls were once covered in frescoes, the first were applied in 1360, the last about three centuries later. The Stories of the Old Testament by Benozzo Gozzoli (15th century) were situated in the north gallery, while the south arcade was famous for the Stories of the Genesis by Piero di Puccio (end 15th century). The most remarkable fresco is the realistic The Triumph of Death, the work of Buonamico Buffalmacco. But on 27 July 1944 incendiary bombs dropped by Allied aircraft set the roof on fire and covered them in molten lead, all but destroying them. Since 1945 restoration works have been going on and now the Campo Santo has been brought back to its original state.
Buildings along the river Arno.


November 6th - Trip to Siracusa

Sunday (Nov 6th)

I woke up this morning covered in mosquito bites.  I counted 10 bites on my face alone and felt that I looked like a leper.  Not a happy camper.... so I talked to the hotel, as my eye was swollen from the number of bites around it. Should I see a Dr?  What could they do to prevent this from happening on my final night? I didnt get much sympathy, so that tells me this is not an uncommon occurance.  Cell phone has still not been found.....

Hired a private driver so that I could go to Siracusa and Ortigia. My driver was a young man (Marco) who drove a Jaguar.  He and his father hire out as drivers for tourists like me.  Marco would not speak to me in Italian, as he insisted that for the price, he had to improve his English.... at $100euro for the day. I was initially not sure was worth it, but it was an incredible day, and very long, and the sights were something that I could not miss.
Siracusa pronounced is a historic Greek city in Sicily, famous for history, culture, amphitheters, architecture, and the birthplace of Archimedes. The City is believed to be more than 700-years old city played a key role in ancient times, when it was one of the major powers of the Mediterranean given it location on the Gulf of Syracuse and next to the Ionian Sea. The city was founded by Ancient Greek Corinthians and was allied with Sparta and Corinth. It later became part of the roman Republic and Byzantine Empire. Later, Palermo to the west overtook it in importance, as the capital of the Sicily.

First stop: Neapolis Archeological Park: This park covers about 240,000 square meters of land and has a large number of Greek and Roman monuments inside it. These include the Roman amphitheater, the Greek Theater, the Ara di Ierone, and the Latomia del Paradiso.

Ara di Ierone (Altar of Hieron) shown above, was once used by the Greeks for spectacular sacrifices involving hundreds of animals. The first attraction in the park is the Latomia del Paradiso (Quarry of Paradise), a lush tropical garden full of palm and citrus trees.  See the photo of the covered pathway. This series of quarries served as prisons for the defeated Athenians, who were enslaved.

At one end is the famous Orecchio di Dionisio (Ear of Dionysus), with an ear-shape entrance and unusual acoustics inside, as you will hear if you clap your hands (a group was doing Gregorian chants while I was there. This is a deep cave about 220 feet deep, 36 feet wide and 75 feet high. It is famous for its special acoustics, which are due to the acute angle-shape of the ceiling that is similar in shape to the outer ear, hence its name “Orecchio” which means “Ear”. It has unbelievable acoustic powers: a sound produced inside the cave is amplified up to 16 times. The legend is that Dionysus used to listen in at the top of the quarry to hear what the slaves were plotting below. 

The Teatro Greco (Greek Theater - see below) is the chief monument in the Archaeological Park—and one of Sicily's greatest classical sites and the most complete Greek theater surviving from antiquity.
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The well-preserved and striking Anfiteatro Romano (Roman Amphitheater) was next (See below).  I started to climb to the top, when what seemed liked three bus loads of kids came through, so I went down to the bottom and took pictures of them being seated for a class. This area will hold 15,000) which was built in the 5th century BC. Greek tragedies are still performed here every year in May and June.  Where drama in the Greek theater was a kind of religious ritual, the Roman amphitheater emphasized the spectacle of combative sports and the circus. This arena is one of the largest of its kind and was built around the 2nd century AD. The corridor where gladiators and beasts entered the ring is still intact, and the seats, some of which still bear the occupants' names, were hauled in and constructed on the site from huge slabs of limestone.  You can see the bus loads of kids seated.
Next so that we could go before having lunch, was the catacombs - Catacomba di San Giovanni – are below the church of San Giovanni are one of the earliest-known Christian sites in the city. Inside the crypt of San Marciano is an altar where Saint Paul preached on his way through Sicily to Rome. The frescoes in this small chapel are mostly bright and fresh, though some dating from the 4th century AD show their age. The guide spoke both Italian and English, but as almost impossible to understand, as she barely moved her mouth. While I am sweating like a pig because of the humidity, she is bundled up in a heavy coat. It was very interesting to see how they placed bodies in the crypts in the inner parts and then added people as time progressed.  They would then decorate over the earlier decorations, and those layers were visible.
After this, we then went to a nearby island that is connected to Siracusa, Ortigia. The island of Ortigia is the historical city heart of Siracusa. The island is densely developed with narrow medieval lanes, past romantically-crumbling - or lovingly-restored - Baroque palaces and churches. Ortigia is joined to the mainland by three bridges. The central bridge, Ponte Umbertino. Piazza Archimede is at the centre of Ortigia. The fountain depicts the myth of the nymph Aretusa. 
Piazza Duomo, an elliptical open space lined with impressive buildings. I had lunch across from the Duomo.  Siracusa's Duomo is one of the town's most celebrated sights. It was once the Greek Temple of Athena, with a giant gold statue of the goddess on its roof. The huge Doric columns of the temple are still visible but suffered earthquake damage. Inside the Duomo, is a shrine to Santa Lucia, the patron saint of Siracusa, and contains offerings to the saint, as well as the usual relics.  As much as I love cats, this was a sad resaturant, as there were about a dozen cats, and one was seriously sick and in need of care. I called the waitress over an in Italian pointed out the cat and asked her to call a veterinarian... she looked at me as if I was pazza (crazy).
We then walked to the water and back to the car. At the water was some type of fountain. Along the coast is a fort, but it was closed.
Got back to the hotel after stopping at the farmacia as my face had 10 mosquito bites from last nite. My room temp was over 24, which means my room is over 75F. I could not sleep with the window open due to the bugs. Despite how ornate the hotel is, and as friendly the people, I have come to really dislike this hotel - Hotel Royal, a supposedly 4 star hotel. When I complained, they said it was not their fault and they would not even pay for the medicine.   But i scratched my self silly as I walked toward the Duomo after spening the day with Marco in his Jaguar -- and consoled myself with some gelato.

November 5 - Catania Sicily

Saturday (Nov 5th).
I think I am finally on Italian time.  Weather in Catania continues to be rainy, and warm/humid.  The hotel front desk indicated that today (Saturday) is a biger fish market in Catania -- every day there is a market, but Saturday's is bigger... and that it started very early.  So up and out of the hotel before breakfast so that I can strive for that precious photo.

The expanded Fish market opened at 6am and is located on the other side of the Duomo relative to my hotel. All of the reviews made it sound like this was a sight not to be missed. It was very interesting, and only if people spoke Italian would Pike Street Market in Seattle be more interesting. The diversity of fish was interesting – cod, Anchovies, Octopus (called Polpo here -I dont mean Calamari .... but really Octopus with the suckers on their legs). Most of the people when I first got there were older people, and as the day progressed, the younger with children came out to buy. As you turned down alley after alley way, the market turned into other food, produce, cheese, meat, etc.


No purchases today... but it was time for breakfast.
They moved me to another room because of my complaint about the temperature. This one was not much cooler... Except, it had a balcony which meant leaving the doors open might cool the room down during the day. What I didn’t realize was the number of mosquitos in Catania....

Michelangelo (my italian cousin in Naples) was worried about my cell phone loss so he asked that I call him. Did some more walking around... But due to rain (not quite a downpour, but close to it). I cut day short. Had a nice dinner at a very nice restaurant on Crocifero.  The owner had me pick out my seafood - a squid that they had bought that morning at the fish market. Nice dinner and a nice house wine.

Have a full day tour of Siracuse tomorrow my last day here.

November 4 - Mt Etna

Friday (Nov 4th)

The hotel provides a wonderful breakfast for its guests, so of course I had to have an Italian danish, called una coronetta in anticipation of my 9am pickup for Etna Tour.  The waitress looked at me as if I had three heads when I said that I didnt drink coffee... but I DID NOT ask for a Coke Lite.   When the jeep arrived, I knew that I was in for fun day. This was not your typical jeep.... but rather a high wheel mud trucking jeep. There were 7 of us in a jeep designed for 6. I was the only female and American... 3 Brits, 3 German, and a Hungarian; the two German men worked for Lufthansa as A320 mechanics and were in Catania for work. So I took my position in the very back with three men,which soon grew to a fourth. As it was so warm (74) in Catania, I did not think to bring a jacket of sweather, tho' all of the guys had heavy gear.   Fortunately with so many people in the jeep, it was warm there once we headed up Etna. 

Mount Etna is an active volcano on the east coast of Sicily, between Catania and Messina. Books indiate that the mountain is 10,922 ft high (we got to 1,800 meters – about 5,900 feet), though this varies with summit eruptions. It is the highest mountain in Italy south of the Alps. Etna covers an area of 460 sq mi and is about two and a half times the height of the next largest, Vesuvius.

1st stop was a Mt Etna quarry. Not sure why, other than to show the diverse layers or rock and lava. 2nd stop was below the cloud layer, a pasture with goats. 3rd stop was a 1985 lava flow that surrounded a house.

4th stop was at a crater, near a famous hotel and the ski lodge.  The people in this house got out before it was surrounded by lava. This was located in the cloud/fog layer of our climb up Etna.

A gift shop showed that lava had come very close in 1981.  This gift shop is next to the ski lifts as this location is supposed to be one of Etna's famous ski locations.  

5th stop was a lava tube, where we climbed down in it. Guide said that when you are walking on a flow the sound is very distinct, like bubbling water. Inside the lava tube, we all had to wear helmets.  It was a short climb down, and then we walked both sides of the tube.
 Next stop was a field where we could see the top of Etna (see the white puff) and two arms of a lava flow that I think he said occured in the 1980s.

Last stop was to try lemon-cello (for the Brits who had never tried) in little town Zafferana.   
There was also a red liquor that I tried, not good – the red was to signify a fire-y taste. Wow was it powerful, but not as good as the Lemoncello.   Also I tried Grappa.... Ugh, also not good – not much of a distinctive taste other than what seemed like pure alcohol. Glad the driver didn’t try any,given these roads.  The one Brit tried all of the different drinks, including some Sicilian wine, and given how tall he was and the was sitting in the back with me, I was afraid he would sleep the whole way down and snore.... but instead, he chatted constantly asking everyone what they did and where they were going.

Back to hotel around 4pm. Unfortunately, my cell phone has not materialized. I really miss not having all of my electronic maps of walks that can be taken in Catania. Walking around with my Ipad is not what I want to do.   So I walked around in the rain.  Conference call at 6pm until 8, then went to a restaurant for dinner. Risotto Con Pesca and fried squid. Stuffed... So went back to hotel around 9:30 . It was so hot in the room (25C), sleep very difficult.