Residence Le Quattro Stagioni Perugia

... today. That has to be my favorite saint. Very busy here even though end of season. No wireless interent. We have one more day and we start home. I think we are ready to get home. It has been beautiful here and I have learned so much, but all good things must come to an end. See you all next week I hope.

Hi Everyone!<br><br>This past weekend was the Perugia Chocolate Festival&#8230;It was amazing! Basically, I was in heaven. It was a chocolate lover&#8217;s paradise. We took a bus from Florence and arrived in Perugia by mid morning. It was a bitter day which gave me a perfect excuse to have some out of this world hot chocolate and churros. A bunch of my friends and I had lunch at a ...

... the market emerging in the center. Che bella!!! The festival was in full force with booths of chocolate and related prodects as far as the eye could see. Unfortunately, also were crowds as far as the eye could see.<br><br>My camera batteries had taken a surprize turn and I needed to go find a tobacco shop to buy more and Licia opted to wait in the center. Unfortunately, i got a little lost on the way back ...

... My friend has a nice, sparsely decorated flat in the heart of the village. We settled in and then went to the neighboring town of Amelia for a nice dinner.<br><br>Licia had worked in that region for a few months and had been recommended to a good restaurant near Amelia. We drove over the rolling hills to the small hilltop village ...

(Steve)<br> After saying goodbye to the splendour of the seas, we made our way to the Venice train station and boarded the next train to Perugia. Known as the 'green heart' of Italy, Perugia reminded us a lot of Tuscany but greener. We were staying in a farmhouse so we had to catch a bus out of the city and after finding a few helpful locals we were pointed down a long dirt road. <br>Our first day at the hostel was spent lazing around ...

After seeing most of what Florence has to offer we decided to head back to Perugia our original stop six days ago and see if we could actually get further than the train station. <br><br>With our 11 o'clock departing on time for a change we were soon headed out of Toscana and into the rolling hills, jagged mountains, swathes of olive orchards and ancient stone buildings that make up Umbria. <br><br>The scenery on the train ride down (although we had ...

... Guide, has already been convicted and is in jail. His DNA was found all over the victim and the apartment. One of the reasons Amanda appears to be guilty - or at least crazy - is that she has changed her story numerous times. One of her earliest stories was to accuse another African man - Patrick LaMumba - of the crime. It turned out that LaMumba is a well-liked and respected businessman (bar owner) in town and was exonerated. She is now accused of libel and ...

... if they were would they not have built funiculars like Lisbon ??? And with that thought, we left the place and headed in a new direction. Siena Every year in July and August, the locals celebrate i'l Palio. Now I love the Oktoberfest, but this festival is amazing. A local horse race around a piazza, 30000 people jammed inside the Piazza, and back in 98, we had a barrier spot. It was amazing. Again we parked up and hit the streets. We had a look at the Duomo ...

... my hill-charging spectacle of the day before in Assisi. So in the piazza that the bus stopped at, there was a Roman theatre that had been excavated a bit in the 1950s. It was under a church and an old castle. The castle had been broken down in the 1800s so the part under that is excavated, but the church is still standing and in use, so that part is still buried. The part that's been excavated is the stadium seating and part of the main arena that the ...

... the hill to the top again is the deterrent. It scared Ches. The pay off is that at the bottom, if you turn to the right is a wonderful green lawn and the Chapel San Bernadino (he was the Franciscan from Assisi who used to preach in the piazza-remember the pulpit on the outside wall of the cathedral), and San Francesco al Prato. To start with; the lawn. We are beginning to think that Italians have no interest in well-maintained and lush lawns. This must be only the third or so we ...