This morning Dario and I drove to Viterbo, the largest nearby town. He dropped me of at Porta Fiorintine to explore the old city center for a few hours, while he ran some errands. It was a welcome change of scenery and finally a chance to practice my Italian in a sink or swim situation.
The old center of Viterbo is a crooked maze of the narrow cobble-stoned roads. It is exactly how you'd picture Italy, only grungier. But I can't complain. The people where friendly, and every twist and turn revealed unexpected sites, hidden gardens, statues, fountains, and many tempting cafes and restaraunts. With the justifiaction "I should practice my Italian", I let myself be a pig. In two and a half hours I ate gelato, 2 panini, una cafe, and una pasta (pasta = pastry in l`italiano).
In the afternoon I finished double digging the garden. We're setting up the irrigation system tomorrow, and will start to transplant what Anna and Dario have already sprouted in the greenhouse.
Photosw are of Palazzo di Papale, and a street in Viterbo.
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