Okay so I did not manage to tell you about my trip to Sassari on Sunday. I thought it would be a really good idea to get of of Alghero for the day so took myself off to the train stations. Of course there is only one choice so I took it and ended up in this quant medieval walled town. It was hit pretty abadly during the war and so there is quite a lot of new building in comparison with the old town.
Of course, clever me did not think for a moment that the whole town would close in the afternoon, so there I was wondering lonely as a cloud, only there were none in the sky, kit was 32 degrees. Not a pub or a cafe open, my only option was the cathedral which also had a museum of religious artefacts. The good new is that with all that marble it was quite cool inside, and the even better news is that their displays of robes heavily embroidere with gold and silver threads and encrusted with jewels was absolutely amazing. The silverware was out of this world including the silver throne. The walss were pained with frescos and were stunning, there were ruby, emerald and diamond rings and at the end of it I was really pleased that I visited it.
On Monday Mira (the Russian girl that I met) and I thought we should have an easy day and go to the beach, save my feet for Rome and that is exactly what we did.
It is now Tuesday evening and I arrived in Rome at about 11am. I found my hostel, had a quick shower and straight out the door.
My feet are never going to feel the same again and I have only been to the Vatican. Once again I am lost for words as the beauty of the place is something that has to be experienced. There are no words to describe the splendour of the building.
While I was there I thought that I should at least go up to the dome. Over 500 steps, what is it with these Latins and their steps. You have to queue to go up and after standing for about half an hour in the scorching heat, you then decide if you want to climb all the steps or take the life past the first 200. I do not think anyone chose the steps only option. I have taken loads of photos from the dome so I will be boring all my friends with the sights I have seen today. I promise you by the time I had climbed down the stairs at the end of the visit, my whole body was shaking.
After a further wee stroll around the Castle of St Angelo I took myself off to a lovely little restaurant for a well earned supp and a glass of wine. A mixed salad to start with and pasta with wild boar to follow. It was delicious.
I am so tired that I can hardly think what to tell you next, so I will take myself off to bed so that I can start it all again tomorrow..
My apologies if this doesnt read right. I have forgotten to bring my glasses to the computer and cannot find the apostrophes on this foreign keyboard.
Sheila
Sheila Hogg
Sheila Hogg Photography
www.sheilahogg.co.uk
email: contact@sheilahogg.co.uk
Tel: 07525028805
Of course, clever me did not think for a moment that the whole town would close in the afternoon, so there I was wondering lonely as a cloud, only there were none in the sky, kit was 32 degrees. Not a pub or a cafe open, my only option was the cathedral which also had a museum of religious artefacts. The good new is that with all that marble it was quite cool inside, and the even better news is that their displays of robes heavily embroidere with gold and silver threads and encrusted with jewels was absolutely amazing. The silverware was out of this world including the silver throne. The walss were pained with frescos and were stunning, there were ruby, emerald and diamond rings and at the end of it I was really pleased that I visited it.
On Monday Mira (the Russian girl that I met) and I thought we should have an easy day and go to the beach, save my feet for Rome and that is exactly what we did.
It is now Tuesday evening and I arrived in Rome at about 11am. I found my hostel, had a quick shower and straight out the door.
My feet are never going to feel the same again and I have only been to the Vatican. Once again I am lost for words as the beauty of the place is something that has to be experienced. There are no words to describe the splendour of the building.
While I was there I thought that I should at least go up to the dome. Over 500 steps, what is it with these Latins and their steps. You have to queue to go up and after standing for about half an hour in the scorching heat, you then decide if you want to climb all the steps or take the life past the first 200. I do not think anyone chose the steps only option. I have taken loads of photos from the dome so I will be boring all my friends with the sights I have seen today. I promise you by the time I had climbed down the stairs at the end of the visit, my whole body was shaking.
After a further wee stroll around the Castle of St Angelo I took myself off to a lovely little restaurant for a well earned supp and a glass of wine. A mixed salad to start with and pasta with wild boar to follow. It was delicious.
I am so tired that I can hardly think what to tell you next, so I will take myself off to bed so that I can start it all again tomorrow..
My apologies if this doesnt read right. I have forgotten to bring my glasses to the computer and cannot find the apostrophes on this foreign keyboard.
Sheila
Sheila Hogg Photography
www.sheilahogg.co.uk
email: contact@sheilahogg.co.uk
Tel: 07525028805
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