Having sent off much of the rest of our group, we have a bit more time to wander through the fog on our own.
It’s a quiet morning, with only a few people going about their business in the city.
We wander through the Medieval Quarter and down along the city wall.
The path is lined with trees with odd-looking, spiky pods. Lane says they are chestnuts. I didn’t know chestnuts looked so strange.
We take a break at an overlook above the Etruscan necropolis at the base of the wall, without going to the site itself (which Lane tells me is a much longer walk than it looks to be).
Time to head back into the heart of the city.
We duck into the church of San Giuseppe dei Falegnami, which is dedicated to St Joseph the Carpenter.
It’s a rather odd place – it feels more like a theater than a Baroque church.
We wander back past the Duomo where it appears another wedding will soon occur.
Behind the church I notice that the path is paved with carved stones. . . they remind me of grave markers.
I wonder what they are and where they came from.
The sun has begun to peek out from behind the clouds and, with the dark sky as a backdrop, it seems a perfect time to make another ascent up the clock tower.
Of course, by the time I actually reach the top, the sun has vanished again. Oh well, the view is beautiful from here and it is nice to have one last chance to enjoy it before leaving.
And finally it is really time to say good-bye to this delightful place.