On the north lays a small gate of St. Laurel. I meet two grass-cuters by it.
They welcome me with kind “Buongiorno”. I answer the same. People here are surprisingly nice (in contrary to what I heard about Italians).
Small church of St. Laurel nearby is closed but a tiny external chapel looks really ancient.
I walk up to Porta S. Alessandro but don’t take a picture of it (only sit in a bar and have my – tasty! – lunch).
This is the view from the bar:
Leave a Reply