Lake Trasimeno is the most beautiful greenish-blue in the sunlight. It's a big lake, but not so large you can't see all the other shores. In the center is an island with a castle.The town begins across the street from the lake. There are a couple blocks of level ground where the restaurants and stores are located. Then the walkways begin to rise, quite quickly, winding up the hill on tiny steep paths or staircases into the old City. We live just up the path from the tower, where the bells ring every quarter hour.
The most marked feature of the town are the swallows circling and crying in the air. There are so many of them creating this endless movement and sound. Yesterday, while having lunch in a small piazza, I suddenly felt like I was under a reverse disco ball- the shadows of flying birds cast on the walls read like an inverse of the bright reflections that spin up the walls around the dance floor.
La nostra casa (our house) is a three-story stone townhouse from medieval times. It's about 15' wide and 35' long, with windows on the entry side. They renovated recently, using a very good architect, and through a system of skylights and a glass floor manage to penetrate a bit into the dark interior. The thick stone walls keep the temperature cool and level despite the day getting hotter.
I'm going to wrap this up now, as we need to walk over to the train station to get internet and post it. Then it's off to pizza for lunch.
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