Minerva Assisi
Piazzetta R. Bonghi 7 Assisi, Umbria, 6082, Italy
Check Rates and Availability
mm/dd/yyyy
mm/dd/yyyy
Travel Blogs Nearby
The day of the boat, the railway and the bus
... br> The bus met us at the Naples port and off we went to Assisi. This is a four hour drive, so there was snoozing, more snoozing and a little scenery watching. We stopped for lunch at one of those roadside petrol station/restaurants on the way. The staff this time rivaled their fellow employees across the road for rudeness. Obviously, customer service is not a big priority with this restaurant chain. Or perhaps they just don’t like ...
Random thoughts and observations Part 2
... 50 cents and one Euro to go to the toilets here. Every now and again, our TD Andy will tell us we are having a biological break and he will take us to a place that has free toilets. At most tourist places, however, there is a toilet fee.
Too many 6 am wake up alarms begins to wear down even the most enthusiastic.
After the hot chocolates here that are like melted chocolate in a cup, ...
Myfavorite saint was worth the wait
... Maya and I had a large balcony. I played with her for a bit, letting her run amuck while I used the internet downstairs. While I was using the internet in the lobbey, more people arrived. I was thankful. Looked like another year to live.
They made me dinner of gnocchi, my favorite, and tomato sauce. My stomach has dramatically shrank and I don’t eat a lot. So when they offered me salad, potatos, and bread, I said no. I didn’t even finish my ...
An Umbrian Excursion
... of bronze each inscribed in the Umbrian language (using a combination of Etruscan and Italic alphabets. The inscriptions relate various important religious functions of the ancient Iguvines who inhabited the area and original city: Iguvium. Some of the more startling revelations found detailed are the sacrificial rites including the offering of puppies!
The medieval palaces and fortress structures such as the one housing the ...
Mazzaforte: England in Italy?
... concerned with chasing passing cars, hunters and sheep (and, in one instance, even a pair of wild boar), we were able to pause and take in the view. At the base of the steep mountain lay a valley enshrouded in a thick, low-lying mist; our breath visible in the bright, low sun at temperatures hovering around freezing.
A particularly bitter night saw the annual chestnut festival at a nearby village. A small, local festival, only a few dozen others had ventured ...



