What an adventure.
We had originally booked a tour of a vineyard not far from Orvieto. However, we realized there was no way that we would make it by the 10am start time. After a few emails back and forth, we decided to cancel the wine tour (didn't want to interrupt the WEDDING that was going to be there at noon). We rented a smart car, which we picked up at Termini Station. We walked from our hotel to the station, which only took about 15 mintues. Once there though... confusion and frustration began! The station is huge, bustling, and not very well marked inside. We took a while locating the rental car area. Once we finally found it, we were handed a map and told where to find the car. It was parked a few blocks away in a garage- crazytown!!! So we find the car. The guy just hands us the key- poor Dustin is trying to figure out how to drive the smart car. After a little practice, we figured it out. Then the madness really began. If you've ever been to Rome, you understand the complexity of the streets, and that they're not really marked, and that it's just all around bonkers. I had a decent map, and was trying to get us out of the city to the Autostrada (highway!). About 45 minutes later of driving in circles, we finally found our way. Once on the autostrada, getting to Orvieto was a breeze. It took a little over an hour to get there.
Once we arrived, we parked below the town in a big parking lot (free!) and took the funiculare up to the town, which was only a few Euro. The main excitement in Orvieto (other than the view) is the large cathedral. This is the excitement of many Tuscan hill towns. Orvieto's cathedral is extra exciting though, with black and white marble stripes! The town itself was small, totally walk able from one end to the next.
Here's a cool photo of some monks checking out the artwork.
Dustin with the stripes!
Amazing view!
Dustin making friends with a cat.
After a few hours in Orvieto, we wanted to drive to this small town of Civita that I had read about. It's a super tiny, medieval town situated on top of a hill. It's quite amazing in photos, so we tried to drive there. Here is the place where Google Maps FAILS epicly. Nothing is marked, it's all confusing. We stopped just outside Orvieto and I asked two boys (teens!) from Napoli if they knew how to get there. They spoke little english, but one whipped out his iphone and tried to figure it out for me. He gave me some sketchy directions, and we gave it a try. Civita is basically OFF the map, so we started driving and then got really nervous. So we chickend out and turned back to the auto strada :(
But we had fun in Orvieto!! We gassed up at a station outside Rome, where a muscle man pumped our little smart car full of the super expensive gas, which made Dustin really mad, and they tried to out-muscle each other. Just kidding- we made it back to Rome, only got a little lost, and made it back SOMEHOW to the shady rental garage! I still can't believe we made it back.
Seriously. We made it back. O-M-G.
We really had to treat ourselves for dinner now that we were back in Rome's arms. We walked a short distance from our hotel to Via Urbana. We had no previous recommendation for this place, it just looked good. I don't even know what it's called, but I took these pictures in hopes of figuring it out later. It was totally opposite of the night before's touristy eating. This was all local, and the menu was re-written every night on little slabs of chalk board. I'm in love! I ordered gnocchi in pesto, and it was like basil and cheese on a cloud. YUM.
After dinner we headed out to party hard at Campo di Fiori. On the way we walked through Largo di Argentina, which is the supposed assassination site of the big J.C. (Julius Cesar)
Got some drinks at Numbs Cafe in Campo.
Teenagers, just creepin'
We really had to treat ourselves for dinner now that we were back in Rome's arms. We walked a short distance from our hotel to Via Urbana. We had no previous recommendation for this place, it just looked good. I don't even know what it's called, but I took these pictures in hopes of figuring it out later. It was totally opposite of the night before's touristy eating. This was all local, and the menu was re-written every night on little slabs of chalk board. I'm in love! I ordered gnocchi in pesto, and it was like basil and cheese on a cloud. YUM.
After dinner we headed out to party hard at Campo di Fiori. On the way we walked through Largo di Argentina, which is the supposed assassination site of the big J.C. (Julius Cesar)
Got some drinks at Numbs Cafe in Campo.
Teenagers, just creepin'