Cats gone wild.
Trip Start Apr 10, 2010
174Trip End Apr 10, 2011
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But in that move we lamented missing another sweet spot at the southern most tip of Tuscany called Pitigliano, This was reaffirmed when Darren, the former owner of Bigwig, facebooked us that we shouldn't miss the town. So that settled it. Back again.
When we reached the town we were utterly uninspired. It looked like another drop-kick Civita Castellana. But then we turned a final corner and low and behold, the most quaint cliff-top town. The narrow plateau shot out into a round gorge like a high peninsula and was cram packed with tall narrow buildings, accented by a set of thrilling arches and spires
We had seen a awesome photo taken by Darren of the best vantage point to see the town, and that was where we stayed, we initially stalked a spot and waited an hour or two for it to be freed, then we pounced, claiming the spot as our own for 3 solid nights.
The town is a muddled network of impossibly narrow streets and alleys. All over stocked with a throng of free roaming cats. A cycloptic kitten harassed Joel while he snuck a leak. Truly these are the hobos of the animal kingdom. These sickly, dirty animals make us sick. Why are there so many cats!? At least feed these cats, they look downright awful! Later on we caught a cute photo of a little dog in at the bottom of the steps. When we got down we realized it was another hobo animal running around like crazy. It might well have had rabies so we hurried away while it stood there shaking and arching at us.
We make Pitigliano suddenly sound terrible, but actually it is one of the cutest towns ever. Historically, it hasn’t been the most safe place to live, but these people know how to live. We spent a whole day raiding orchards in the valley for figs and pomegranates
The final day we spent there was the first day of the harvest festival, the main piazzas were closed while tractor load after tractor load of freshly picked grapes got ferried here and there. We however, spent most of the day over in the 'Via Cava di San Giuseppe’ An old Etruscan road that was cut down deep in the mountain to connect the land of the living from the land of the dead. It was festooned with little ancient tombs and caskets. Each necropoli was connected by deeply carved roads. They still really can’t say why they were made. The cave tombs really gave you the creeps though. These are from the 11th century BC. That explodes our brains. But we were never so bright to begin with.