Introduction to Perugia

 Buon Giorno,

After yesterday's trek, I decided to give myself an easy day. Ha ha ha ha ha.

Things began well with a trip to a nice grocery store a two minute walk uphill.  I'm having a proper apero with some olives to go with my almonds and Umbrian white. They are huge meaty olives, too. Yum.

But when I came home to put away my groceries, I put down the keys--and did not pick them up again. Who's the idiot? Pil for locking herself out. I went out intending to go for a stroll and look around because there are some nice sites nearby, but I realized as soon as I got out--that I could not get back in. And this is not a case of going down to the front desk. I'm pretty much on my own. Some fellow inhabitants were coming out and let me in.

I had my phone, but it's useless sending messages to the booking site although it works just fine on my computer. I had her email because I had to send her the uploaded image of my passport. This is required by law. I sent an email explaining my situation. Alas for me she did not check her email until this afternoon around 2:30.

My issue is that I needed a toilet. When some people moved in downstairs I asked if I could use their's. They said no. OK. They obviously weren't from Perugia, so that explains the lack of gracious kindness.

I endured until my hostess showed up. She is a charming woman who was very apologetic even though the fault was ALL MINE. 

Here are my digs.

That stone wall dates back to the Etruscans! It's thousands of years old and is the reason I booked this joint.

Here comes the inevitable history lecture. Perugia was founded by the Etruscans way back in the mists of time. Their language is one of history's enduring mysteries. It's not Indo-European, so . . .?  The original city (where I am) sits on a high hill and can easily be defended unless one is facing Roman Legions. Perugia is proud of its Etruscan heritage, but is also notable for Medieval and Renaissance Art and Architecture. Here's shot of my neighborhood.

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f I can keep my wits about me, I'll have a grand old time here--not to mention some eating and drinking. I passed a porchetta stand on my stroll. I think I may have to attend same tomorrow after my visit to the museum.

Ciao for now!