Assisi in Spring: Calendimaggio, Saint Francis and Umbrian Cuisine
The small train station looked like something out of a Giuseppe Tornatore movie, with a tastefully subdued one-room bar/restaurant where a sojourner could immediately sit down and let the stress of getting somewhere slip away.
As soon as I arrived in Assisi, I could feel the alluring appeal of the place, as if the air itself had a relaxed texture to it, like a nice sofa one could comfortably sink into.
After sitting with a beer absorbing the place, I walked out into the quiet street, found...
As soon as I arrived in Assisi, I could feel the alluring appeal of the place, as if the air itself had a relaxed texture to it, like a nice sofa one could comfortably sink into.
After sitting with a beer absorbing the place, I walked out into the quiet street, found...