Hotel Summit Foligno
Via Cesare Battisti 1 Foligno, Umbria, 06034, Italy
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The day of the boat, the railway and the bus
... knows?
We finally got to Assisi, and met our guide Giuseppe. Because we had to rearrange Capri, we were late getting here, so it was just on dark. We walked through the old town of Assisi, past gates built in the 14the Century. We saw the church and convent of the Poor Claires. They are a cloistered order, who do not even go into their own cathedral. They have their own chapel in the convent. We went into the Basilica of St Francis ...
Random thoughts and observations Part 2
... or whenever the mood takes them. And still there is no road rage. They beep their horns, and then move on. Even our bus driver just mumbles under his breath and then keeps going.
The soil here is a very pale colour. Not like the red of Australia or even the black of the Positano beach.
There is a lot of marble used in Italy. Every hotel seems to have marble stairs.
It ...
Gubbian Gastronomy
... for Stew:
- 800 g beef/pork/boar meat (I used beef)
- 1 liter and 1 glass red cooking wine
- 300 g tomato puree
- 6 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
- grated peel of a lemon
- 1 sprig of rosemary
- 6 sage leaves
- 1/2 chopped onion
- 4 garlic cloves
- 1 stalk wild ...
Myfavorite saint was worth the wait
I had tried and failed to convince myself not to go to Assisi. I knew that if I didn't go, there would always be a nagging part that would hafve regretted it. There were no CS-ers in Assisi, so I booked a hotel.
Upon arrive via taxi, I was somewhat startled. There didn’t seem to be anyone else staying in the place. It was in a dark and secluded area. The doors reminded me of a hospital. I had a vague sense that I would wind up in a horror ...
An Umbrian Excursion
... abound.The energetic vibe of a college town combined with the phantasm of antiquity makes for an incredibly unique experience of Italy.
The food and drink of Umbria easily rival that of its infamous neighbor Tuscany. Numerous examples throughout Perugia can attest to this. Catching a latte and pastry at The Sandri, easily the finest cafe I've ever bothered to walk into (if you're ever there eat the pear tart, do yourself a favor). ...



