The other week I attempted to go to Orvieto, a small town North of Rome in Umbria. However, no one told me there were two Platform 2’s at the station so, while I was there 40 mins early, I still managed to miss the train. I’m brilliant, I know.
I decided just to get the next train somewhere else instead. That place was Viterbo. I’d heard that the medieval centre was beautiful and it definitely was. While there was little to do there, wandering round occupied me for a good few hours.
I still had time before I’d planned to arrive back from Orvieto and, having passed through Bracciano on the way to Viterbo and seen the Castle, I decided I would make a stop in there.
It’s a very sleepy medieval town on Lake Bracciano. It’s famous, I guess, for the castle that hosted Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes’ Wedding. But there’s more to it than that. I actually did attempt to sneak into the castle and got as far as the front door before being caught. But it was fun while it lasted.
I went to find a nice view of the lake after that debacle and, while taking a picture of said lake, this man came up to me, tried to put his arm round me and take a picture with me, whilst leaning in to kiss me telling me to come closer. Ew. And his, possibly, partner was stood there egging him on, laughing. She made it weirder. I got the picture and left.
You can walk down to the lake as well, if you don’t mind the walk back up (which is a little like walking up the side of a wall). It’s nice but there’s not a lot there.
They’re both very beautiful towns, easy to see in a few hours, and nice to wander round in. So, all in all, the day didn’t end up so bad after all.
I was passing close to the Vatican yesterday and thought to myself “my God, what is that huge crowd of people doing. I’ll go and investigate”. Turns out they were listening to the Pope.
But on the way out I jumped over a barrier to leave as the crowds were so big and my trousers ripped … I feel it was a sign. Maybe he know I wasn’t religious and was just shamelessly there to take photos.
I don’t get it when people say I wanna go to Europe I mean as a European you gotta be more specific because there’s a major difference between Denmark and Greece so which part of fucking Europe do you wanna go to