La Sibilla Parco Hotel
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Our last boat trip in Venice. Bags and bus went very early this morning but we caught up with it. After boarding we took the long bridge back to the mainland. What an amazing two days. We are continuing our journey in Italy heading south west to the historical Assisi. Didn't know what to expect as it is a relatively small place, not a big city, and yet very significant religiously and historically. The first glimpse is amazing. Perched ...
... to see the original church where Francis heard God tell him to rebuild his church. Inside the massive basilica is the original small church. This is where St Francis lived worked and died. The bus was very easy dropping and picking up right at the church. On the ride home a gentleman sat next to us. I asked him if he had been travelling today and he says no I live here. Turns out he is a Franciscan brother who knows all the guys Joey works with. He suggested we meet up tomorrow ...
... on the hilltop. Saint Anthony's guest house is also lovely with marvellous views of the rooftops and the surrounding countryside from our room. We took a few minutes to refresh and headed out for a quick walk about and to look for supper. We finally settled on "La Lanterna" down a small street ( alley really) lit by candle filled lanterns. I had brucetta which for 6 Euro was filling and very tasty. Home and back to bed before 9. Hoping beyond hope for a full night's ...
... just makes sense to shut down. At Bano, we were treated literally, to the largest meal of my life. It started with a plate of sample appetizers. Several sides of pizza also came out. However pizza here is basically flatbread, mildly seasoned. There is no sauce, cheese or toppings on it. After the appetizers came large single bowls of squid, small snail like shells (where you needed a toothpick to get the "meat" out), and ...
... however most likely his last name was Caucci and he came from a very small town called Porchia on top of a mountain in the Marche region of Italy (about 25 miles north from a much larger town called Ascoli-Picerno.) I would not have been able to find that much out if Gianna didn't storm the election office asking to see the registration books. ...