Argentina Wine Country Part 2: Salta, Tucuman, and Jujuy Provinces: March 11-19

Next we flew to Salta, which is the name of both the capital city as well as the province. With a population of about a half million, the city serves as the cultural and economic center of the Valle de Lerma Metropolitan Area. We arrived in the late afternoon and were told to be up and ready for a very long drive early the next morning. We ventured out into our local neighborhood to discover the peñas,  places where Salteños sit and listen to their local folklore idols.

We lucked into a fantastic dinner .

with fun entertainment of local folk dancers and the soft instrumentals of the Musica de los Andes.

As promised, we were up and out very early to meet Gerardo, who was to be both our driver and guide for the next several days. Gerardo started with background history; Hernando de Lerma founded San Felipe de Lerma in 1582, following orders of the viceroy Francisco de Toledo; the name of the city was soon changed to “San Felipe de Salta”.  There are several theories as to where the name Salta originated, but one of the most popular is the proposal that it is of Quechua origin, with “salta” possibly meaning “a pleasant place to settle down”. 

Salteños like to brag that Salta is where Argentina’s independence from Spain was advanced. Gauchos were able to hide from the Spaniards in the mountains, traveling by mule. They were led by Martín Miguel de Güemes (1785-1821). Güemes, whose father was an accountant to the king, had been born in Salta, trained in the military in Buenos Aires, and returned to Salta in 1815 to lead the guerrillas against the Spaniards. He was subsequently appointed governor of the Salta Province.

As we drove through the Lerma Valley Gerardo pointed out the numerous tobacco farms and explained how the crops had to be genetically altered to tolerate the high elevations. Most of the tobacco from the region is exported to China. Most of the land has been owned by the Saravira family for over 300 years. The land is also rich with copper, silver, and lithium. We passed through El Carril, which means junction. It is famous for gauchos, empanadas, and tobacco production. Historically horses have been bred here. They are currently bred only for export to England and Dubai for polo.

As we drove along the Rio Rosario, Gerardo explained that the roads are often impassable due to flooding and rock and mud slides from the soft surrounding mountains. We crossed over a bridge, which gave us an opportunity to stop and take some pics.

We passed a red shrine and asked Gerardo about it as we had seen several on the road between El Calafate and El Chaltan. Gerardo explained that they are called Gauchito shrines in honor of Gauchito Gil, who is a folk hero in Argentina. Antonio Gil was supposedly born in the 1840s near what is now the city of Mercedes. He grew up to become a gaucho and for reasons unknown fled the army and went on to become a thief, perhaps a cattle rustler, who stole from the rich and helped the poor, a Robin Hood of sorts. He was eventually caught on January 8, 1878, and sentenced to hang. Before dying, he told the executioner that upon arriving home he would find his son very ill, but that he could be saved from death if the executioner prayed for Gil’s intercession. The man did as the Gauchito had told him and the son was miraculously saved.  In gratitude, he returned to the spot where Gil had been executed, buried him, and erected a cross, thus giving birth to the cult.

Gerardo also pointed out regular shrines along the way, typical of the area.

The third type of shrines common on the roadside in Salta Province are apachetas, which are not just piles of stones; they are sacred spaces where travelers, initially Incas, leave small offerings, such as coca leaves, food, or small personal items, as a way to thank Pachamama (Mother Earth) for safe passage or to ask for blessings for their journey. They are often found in high-altitude areas like mountain passes, where the landscape is considered powerful and where travelers may feel closer to the divine. The placement of apachetas also serves as a guide, marking safe routes and indicating places of significance. To the unknowing tourist, it could look like a pile of rocks and trash.

As we drove out of the fertile valley and up into the mountains, Gerardo pointed out the cacti. There are two main types of cacti that grow in this region. The faster growing ones, depicted below, are the candelabra cacti, which can grow as much as 2 inches a year.

We stopped at the Mirador de la Cuesta del Obispo with a view of the Lerma Valley. Unfortunately, the day was a bit overcast making the panoramic views not quite so magnificent.

But what we lacked in drama was made up for by all the fauna we saw along the way. This fox greeted us at an overlook.

and was interested in us

until he found his friend.

We saw tons of sheep and goats up on the mountain ridges.

as well as cattle grazing right along the side of the road.

We passed very few houses along the way. The few we did see were powered by solar power. We made a bathroom stop at Pie de la Cuesta.

There we met a van full of American bird watchers. They were looking for toucans but found for us a great kiskadee, known for its distinct vocals.

From here we were at an altitude of over 200 m (6500 feet) and climbing. We learned that llamas can only live at these high altitudes. We reached our peak for the day at:

11,300 feet

Next we entered the Parque de los Carbones, the park featuring the second type of cactus found here: the slow growing carbones at less than a half an inch a year. We stopped at the Piedra de Molina (Millstone).

Piedra de Molina (Millstone).

and visited the Capilla de San Raphael (Church of Saint Raphael).

Capilla de San Raphael (Church of Saint Raphael)

Eric bought llama sausage from a local.

Hunting is prohibited in the park, so the wildlife is abundant. We saw lots of guanacos.

We pulled over and hiked up to the Mirador Ojo del Condor (Lookout of the eyes of a Condor) for a view of the cacti-filled valley below.

Once down in the valley, we hiked amongst the cacti. Growing at only a half inch a year, the oldest are close to a thousand years old!

The fruit of the cardone tastes a bit like kiwi. Each fruit has many seeds, but only one will grow into a cactus.

Once it falls to the ground and germinates, the developing cactus is protected from the harsh sun by the jarilla bush.

We passed along the almost 11 miles of Tin-Tin Straight (Recta de Tin-Tin) notable as a remnant of the Inca road system, built over 500 years ago when the Incas arrived from Peru in about 1430, about 100 years before the Spaniards arrived and conquered the natives. Now the road is a high altitude winery route.

We travelled through the Calchaquí Valley, which means “moon farmers” because the farming here follows the cycles of the moon especially for farming paprika. We stopped for lunch in Cachi which has a population of about 7,000. It is known for its colonial architecture, particularly its white adobe buildings. The church has 3 bells, unusually all on the same stick.

We found a local restaurant and tried all the local favorites: locro, a squash stew.

stewed goat

and tamales.

After filling our bellies, we wandered around town a bit. Cachi is the paprika capital of Argentina.

Paprika production basically involves drying the peppers in the sun.

They also make and sell alfajores here, a favorite sandwich cookie of Argentina.

We noted the “welcome condor”

and strolled through the artisan market.

After lunch we were back on the road. We made a bathroom stop in Molinos with its Pueblo Church

Pueblo Church

beautiful hotel: Haciednda de Molinos. The hacienda is a refurbished 18th-century building, once the home of the last royal governor of Salta, preserving its original colonial charm with features like adobe walls and carob tree ceilings.

The enchanting courtyard exhibits one of these ancient carob trees.

Across the road is a nature preserve.

Then again we were back on the road. We passed adobe houses abandoned over 200 years ago. I cannot stress enough how rough the drive was for Gerardo who navigated many areas of washed out or flooded dirt roads not to mention maneuvering around the herds of animals. And we were over 11 hours on the road in just the first day.

But the scenery was stunning, making the long hours worthwhile.

Our post lunch drive passed 15 million year-old mountains.

and natural monuments.

Pictures barely capture the beauty of the landscape.

Choosing which pictures to include was not an easy task.

We stretched our legs on a mini hike up to a mirador.

crossing Rio Calchaqui

It was early evening when we reached Cafayate and checked into Hotel Comfort.

Cafayate is a cute town with a population of 15,000 and sits at an altitude of 5,600 feet. Cafayate is one of the highest regions in the world that is suitable for viticulture. After settling in we went to the town square and had dinner in a cute outdoor cafe with live music.

In the morning we started our “high altitude wine” tour. First stop was Piattelli.

This high altitude is what defines the region and makes it suitable for growing grapes despite its close proximity to the equator. Due to the high altitude, Cafayate receives intense sunlight which causes the skins of the grapes to thicken significantly as a protection against the sun. Though the days are bright and warm, true to a desert climate, the nights can be very cold which causes the growing season to be extended and ultimately leads to a balanced structure in the end.

The soils in Cafayate consist mostly of free-draining chalky loam and in some areas can be quite rocky. The dry soils cause stress in the vines which causes them to produce less vegetation and not as many grapes. One would think this is a bad thing, but in fact, it proves to be very good and that less, truly is more. As there are fewer grapes, all the work the vines do to get these few grapes the nutrients means the concentration of flavors within the grapes rises. As Cafayate is a desert-climate, and has very low rainfall and humidity, the vines rely on the meltwater from the Andes to keep hydrated during the particularly dry periods.

The original Piattelli Vineyard is in Mendoza, since 1940, which is where their Malbec grapes are grown. The current owner, from Minnesota, bought about 250 acres in Cafayate in 2007. Here they started producing wines in 2013. A majority of the grapes grown here are Torrontés, a white grape varietal. Due to the high altitude (anything above 5,900 feet is considered high altitude) the skin of the grape is much thicker. The water source is underground aquifers via pumps.

The Piattelli method of winemaking is a little different than what we had seen in Mendoza.

The Torrontés grapes are now considered to be native to Argentina. But local lore claims the grapes were originally brought to the area from Spain by Jesuits in 1879. But the Jesuits were killed by the king of Spain, and wine was then reintroduced to the area by French brothers.

Sorters with vibrators make hand sorting and cleaning easier.

The Torrontés grapes are first fermented at 46 degrees F to take away sediment then 57 degrees for sterilization and clarification. They are never in oak barrels nor do they age in bottles, only steel. Their red wines, however, do go into underground barrels of both French and American oak.

The wine cellar at Piattelli has a small exhibition of early Americans.

including samples of pottery

and art depicting early life here.

Then, of course, we had a tasting.

Our next stop was the family owned Viñas en Flor winery at an altitude of 5100 feet consisting of about 250 acres bought in 2004. The first wines were produced here in 2014.

Viñas de Flores

Because of the time, we started with lunch, which was truly gourmet, before the tour.

The desert was one typical to the region: crepe with dulce de leche, which is a rich, sweet, and thick caramel-like sauce made by slowly cooking milk and sugar until they caramelize and thicken.

Of course we had wine with every coarse. We loved the artwork on the bottles.

We were so full we had no room for more tasting, but we were taken on a tour of the winery which includes a guesthouse as well as a restaurant. But construction for now has been halted, they claim due to limited funds due to decreased tourists due to policy changes of the new Miele government. What is particularly special about Viñas de Flores is they use trellises to protect the vines from the intense equatorial sun, although it was late in the season and not currently in use.

Next stop was Nanni Winery, a family-owned winery founded in 1897. In 1986 they received the organic certification, one of the few in the area. To be organic they need a 4.3 mile perimeter from vineyards using chemicals. One of the many insect deterrents is the use of white roses. Their 120 acres, relatively small, are at 5400 feet and contain only torrentés grapes. Due to the small production, they do not sell outside Argentina.

We did not love their wines, but we did enjoy some of their artwork

and the very old door.

Interestingly, they do not use cork in their bottles, instead it is the base of the sugar cane plants, which are abundant in the area on the sunny side of the mountain range.

Done with wine tasting for the day, we strolled around Cafayate, which is basically a square with a few side streets..

Prominent in the town square stands the 1885 Cathedral of Our Lady of the Rosary.

Cathedral of Our Lady of the Rosary

Eric sent up the drone for a birds’ eye view of Cafayate.

drone view Cafayate

We turned in for the night.

courtyard outside our room

In the morning we left Cafayate. We briefly left Salta Province and entered Tucuman Province, considered the nation’s birthplace. Its Casa Histórica de la Independencia museum in the capital city of San Miguel is the spot where independence from Spain was declared in 1816.

We drove through the Colalao Valley to the Quilmes Ruins, The site was the largest pre-Columbian settlement in the country, occupying about 75 acres The area dates back to c. 850 AD when the peregriños de sueno (pilgrims with a dream) arrived. It was inhabited by the Quilmes people, of which it is believed that about 5,000 lived here during its height. It should be noted here that the Quilmes are the only native peoples that have descendants living in Argentina today; the rest were killed or exported as slaves by the Spaniards. The Quilmes had survived the invasion of the Incas only to succumb to the Spaniards. In 1665 the Spaniards took the 2600 Quilmes who survived the battle and marched them to Buenos Aires; only 899 survived the journey.

First we visited the museum to learn about the Quilmes people, their communities, their crafts

vessels

and their tools

They had planted crops and used channels from the river for irrigation systems. They were artisans, farmers, and shepherds. They had an organized social community based on families and a ruling chief: caciques.

Then we went outside to the ruins of the pucara (a prehispanic defensive hilltop site or fortification) first discovered and studied in the 1880s. (The view from above looking down is better.) This picture shows how the land envelopes the area and has peaks from which watch posts could be manned for protection of the community.

Quilmes Ruins

We noted the alter at the base of the ruins.

The work zone has a room for grinding corn and wheat.

And there are numerous homes.

As climbed up to one of the side forts, we noted the decorations included in the building process.

From the fort is a better view of the ruins.

The panoramic distorts it, but gives a feel of the enormity of the ruins.

Quilmes Ruins

Back in the truck we retraced our morning drive and made one last winery stop for lunch in Cafayate at El Povenir Winery.

El Povenir Winery

El Povenir sits at over 4900 feet and its first vines were planted in 1945. They receive less than 10 inches of rain a year, true desert-like conditions, so irrigation is a must and uses gravity and streams from the mountains. They also use a pergola system to protect the vines from the harsh sun. The current owners are the fourth generation of the same family. A unique element of the vineyards here is that they grow red and white grapes intermingled.

Before lunch we had yet another wine tasting. A first for us here was a narango (orange) wine, which is produced from white wine grapes fermented with their skins for a short 45 day maceration, giving it an amber color and complex flavor profile. It is a winemaking technique with ancient roots but experimental for this winery. It is a bit more citric tasting, but the name is for the color. It is best served with spicy food.

We then enjoyed another gourmet meal with wine at every coarse (and we wonder why we are gaining weight). A highlight was the homemade ravioli. There were so many Italian immigrants to Argentina, pasta is included in almost every meal and certainly on every menu. There are no separate, distinct Italian restaurants in Argentina as we have them in the US; the food is integrated into the Argentinian cuisine.

As we enjoyed our meal we watched preparations for a wedding the following day. El Povenir includes a beautiful resort.

They have beautiful plants throughout, but we were particularly impressed with the cacti.

After lunch, we returned to the city of Salta, driving along the Quebrada de las Conchas that originated in the Tertiary Age, 70 million years ago and divides the Lerma Valley and the Calchaqui Valley. Along the Quebrada de las Conchas we were impressed with the many rock formations and their colors

and the Conchas River, which is the same as the Calchaqui River, but the name changes.

Conchas River

The area is a protected preserve but is not yet a protected national park. There is uranium, which makes the locals anxious about the future of this beautiful landscape. Wind erosion has formed a succession of capricious natural phenomena such as Los Castillos

Los Castillos

El Obelisco (the Obelisk)

El Amphitheater (The Amphitheater) with excellent acoustics 

entering The Amphitheater

inside The Amphitheater
looking out from The Amphitheater

and Garganta del Diablo (The Devil’s Throat), a deep and narrow canyon.

Garganta del Diablo

Once inside, there were some who climbed, but we were not that brave.

After three long days, back in Salta the next day, Gerardo rested while we took a walking tour of Salta with Veronica. She furthered our Salta history explaining that the city was founded in 1582 by the Spanish conquistador Hernando de Lerma, who arrived from the north when he found the valley by following an Inca trail. He intended the settlement to be an outpost between Lima, Peru and Buenos Aires. 

Hernando de Lerma

The statue of Hernando is in Güemes Park named for Miguel de Güemes who, as mentioned above, as the local military leader under the command of General José de San Martín, defended the city and surrounding area from Spanish forces coming from further north between 1815-1821.

Güemes Park

Across from Güemes Park is the Salta Province Parliament building.

Salta Province Parliament building

Veronica pointed out that in addition to Spanish influence, particularly that of Andalusia, there is French influence in the architicture, as can be seen in the building below, originally a private home, now a hostel.

We approached the basilica from the back.

and found ourselves at the main square of Salta, the July 9th Plaza, Independence Day. It was on this day in 1816 that the Congress of Tucumán declared Argentina’s formal independence from Spain.

July 9th Square

At the head of the square sits the Cathedral Basilica of Salta. In 1856, after an earthquake in 1844 had destroyed the original church on this site, plans and subsequent construction of the new basilica were begun; it was completed in 1882. The original simple church had been built in 1592 and had been expanded by 1000 Jesuit pilgrims sent from Peru in 1692. In the late 18th century, Franciscans replaced the Jesuits, who were thought to be too aggressive with killing the local indigenous people. When the church was destroyed in the earthquake, a statue of the Virgin survived, considered a miracle, and is now the “protector” of the basilica.

Cathedral Basilica of Salta

Unfortunately, every time we passed the basilica there was either a mass in progress or it was closed to the public, so we never managed to get inside. Veronica told us that instead of lighting candles, the devout bring carnations: red for the Lord, white for the Virgin. Veronica told us that the Franciscans introduced the violin, which quickly became adapted with the local music. They also introduced Baroque art; everything inside is adorned with gold leaf, as can be seen above the entrance.

Veronica pointed out the all seeing eye of the lord over the entrance to the basilica.

Pope John Paul II visited in 1986.

Pope John Paul II

Veronica pointed out other buildings around the square including this mid-nineteenth century palace, with a neo-Gothic façade of Victorian imprint, which was a school for ladies studying to be teachers or nurses

and this prior boys’ school built in 1919 and now part of the Centro Cultural América.

The Museo de Arqueología de Alta Montaña (Museum of High Altitude Archaeology) was inaugurated in 2004 to preserve, research and exhibit a unique collection; more on that later.

The Museo de Arqueología de Alta Montaña

The orange trees around the square provide shade. The oranges are too bitter to be eaten but instead are made into marmalade.

The Cabildo de Salta, the parliament building from 1626 until 1821, was originally built with adobe walls, mud-cake roofs and no tower. In 1789 masonry arcades, tile roofs, and the iron railings of the upper floor, as well as the balcony and carved figures of angels with indigenous faces were added replacing the earlier, more modest structure. The tower of the Cabildo was erected as an independent structure in 1797 with the purpose of locating in a visible place the public clock that had been removed from the then Church of the Company of Jesus. Ultimately the clock was moved to its current place on the Cathedral Basilica of Salta. The Cabildo is now a museum.

Cabildo de Salta

The weather vane’s figure looks like a leprechaun but is supposed to be a Saltanian.

The balconies seen are typical to Argentina and are similar to those used by Eva Peron to address the crowds.

In the center of the plaza de Julio 9 is a monument.

Inaugurated in 1919, the statue represents and pays homage to General Juan Antonio Álvarez de Arenales, an outstanding figure in the struggle for independence, declared on the 9th of July, 1816. Álvarez became governor of Salta in 1824. The 12 female figures around the base symbolize the 12 muses as well as the 12 original provinces (there are now 24 provinces in Argentina).

On the corner of the square sits a statue of Gustavo “Cuchi” Leguizamón (1917–2000), an Argentine poet, composer, and musician born in Salta. Cuchi brought a new harmonic freedom to Argentina’s traditional folk music, inspired by 20th-century composers.

Across the street from the square sits the pink Salta Hotel. Built in 1942 it was the city’s first hotel.

Salta Hotel

Down Caseros street is the San Francisco Church and Convent. The Franciscan order received the land for the complex shortly after Salta was founded in 1582. Construction on the current church was begun under the direction of Fray Vicente Muñoz, with the first stage of construction concluding around 1625. The church underwent significant reforms in the 1870s and was further embellished by Italian architect Luis Giorgi, who added Neoclassical and Baroque details. The current convent was originally a hospital.

San Francisco Church and Convent

The symbolism in the reliefs have somewhat typical catholic themes.

But Fray Muñoz also showed respect for indigenous people’s beliefs, and incorporated many of their symbols like condors, swallows, frogs (which represent fertility)and snakes into the art works.

The interior is typical Franciscan-style: simplicity of design, single nave, wood and local materials and an unadorned alter.

San Roque is the protector of dogs. The legend is that Roque was traveling, became injured and immobile on the road. A dog found him and brought him bread daily until his family found him. On August 16th, the annual feast day commemorating him, parishioners bring their dogs to church.

On September 15, Salta, celebrates the “Fiesta del Milagro,” a significant religious pilgrimage honoring the Lord and Virgin of the Miracle with a large procession through the city. The event commemorates the end of the earthquake in 1692 and involves hundreds of thousands of pilgrims traveling from across the province and country to renew their faith. 

As we walked, we asked Veronica about the large crowds of people we see outside certain doors in the evenings. She explained that they are English language schools. She told us that the economy has gotten so poor for the average worker in Argentina, many must choose between education for their children or health insurance for themselves. The public schools have been so weakened in recent years by government cuts that children in public schools only go half day, either morning or afternoon. They are ill prepared for college. By learning English they are hoping for jobs in the growing tourism industry. But without health insurance, they are at risk. With recent cuts in the public health system many rural public hospitals and clinics have closed. The refrain we heard several times is “if you get sick, you die.” Veronica took a moment to point out shops along the way, including this one selling alpaca wool.

San Bernardo Convent is the oldest religious construction in Salta. A chapel dedicated to San Bernardo, second patron saint of the city, was erected in this place at the end of the 16th century. Destroyed by the earthquake of 1692, it was rebuilt in 1723. Today only 16 nuns live here.

San Bernardo Convent

From the architecture point of view, the most interesting feature is the entrance.

After our walking tour with Veronica, we went back to Museo de Arqueología de Alta Montaña (Museum of High Altitude Archaeology), aka MAAM. There we were not allowed to take photos, but were awed by what we saw. The collection includes the mummified bodies of two children and a young woman from the Inca period, offered to the gods in a Capacocha ceremony on the Llullaillaco (translated from Quechua to: lying water, ie glaciers) volcano (22,110 feet), at the border between Argentina and Chile, with over 100 burial objects. The bodies were found in 1999; the museum opened in 2004. For the Incas, nature was sacred and the higher the place, the closer to the sun, the more holy. They were fond of mountain shrines, huacas, with over 200 in the Andes, 50 of which are in the Salta province. Capacocha was an important sacrificial rite that involved the sacrifice of children. Children of both sexes were selected from across the Inca empire for sacrifice in capacocha ceremonies. The children of chiefs from different territories were first married to unite the kingdom, then given alcohol and coca leaves to make them sleep, then buried in the chupas while still alive to “meet their ancestors.” Only one of the three mummies is on display at any time to both protect them all and allow for further research. It was stunning how incredibly well preserved the bodies are today.

After the museum we headed for our big meal to celebrate my birthday! We ate in a local restaurant specializing in the all the regional specialties: tamales, locro, empanadas, and more. We tried them all.

In the morning we were back with Gerardo for another road trip. Our first stop was to see the Estación Campo Quijano (Quijano Train Staion), which was the home of the world’s highest steam engine train, reaching altitudes over 15,000 feet. It no longer operates because the abundance of landslides in the area made it more costly to maintain than the politicians were willing to support. It originally carried animals, tobacco, and other agricultural products; there are over 3000 varieties of potatoes grown regionally. But more recently it has been used by the lithium mines.

Estación Campo Quijano

As we ascended through the Quebrada del Toro (Bull Gorge) we could see remnants of the now defunct railroad.

I have mentioned, both here and previously, the numerous landslides. Many times during our drive Gerardo has had to maneuver around and/or through massive amounts of mud and water on the road. We asked him to pull over at one such spot to record just how difficult road maintenance is in the region.

As we drove Gerardo pointed out ruins that he explained were “typically Incan” because of their square structures.

He also pointed out the roadside Difunti Correa, a small shrine. According to popular legend, the husband of Deolinda Correa was forcibly recruited around the year 1840, during the Argentine civil wars. When he became sick, he was abandoned by the Montoneras (partisans). In an attempt to reach her sick husband, Deolinda took her baby and followed the tracks of the Montoneras through the desert. When her supplies ran out, she died. Her body was found days later by gauchos who were driving cattle through San Juan Province. They were astonished when they saw the dead woman’s baby was still alive, feeding from her “miraculously” ever-full breast. Gauchos and truck drivers leave bottles of water on the shrine to “quench her eternal thirst”. The roads were historically trade routes passing through the desert, used for trading livestock to Chile in exchange for copper.

We passed through Alfacito, the only town in the area with a school. Children must get themselves to school from the mountains. We passed ruins of a 1200 year old animal corral and 600 year old Inca buildings. We stopped in Santa Rosa de Tasil (bell stone). When the stones are struck with metal they ring.

We toured the tiny museum

and visited the small chapel.

We then passed over Abra Blanca (high mountain overpass) at an altitude of over 14,000 feet. The views were stunning.

with, of course, a shrine.

Along the way we passed llamas and vicuñas. Both are only found above 6000 feet. Vicuñas are native to Argentina for over 5000 years; llamas were brought by the Incas. Both are in the camel family (as are guanacos) but are better for the environment because they only eat fresh leaves which does not kill the plant. We were told by Gerardo that this sighting of them together is rare. The vicuñas are the smaller light brown deer-like animals in the middle. Vicuñas are smaller, more delicate, and more skittish than guanacos; the latter live in lower altitude more desert-like conditions.

Gerardo told us that in nearby Las Cuevas (the caves) 7000 year old bones were found in caves at an altitude of 11,250 feet. We stopped for lunch in San Antonio de los Cobres (Copper) at 12,333 feet. Here bones have been also been found dating back over 3500 years.

First a view of town prior to entering

then the welcome cirlce.

It was Sunday; mass was in session. We ate the best empanadas either of us had ever tasted cooked on the street beside the church.

We noted the cemetery high up on the hill, closer to the sun. We also noted the water tanks on the houses.

After lunch as we passed through the desert, we saw many herds of llamas.

We just had to stop for this baby breast feeding.

Unlike llamas, which are raised as livestock, it is illegal to contain a vicuña. Vicuñas are the national symbol of freedom because they would die in captivity. They become stressed and refuse to eat or mate. They are wild and protected; no hunting allowed. Once a year they can be herded and only 20% of their wool sheared, any more would kill them.

We were able to get a little closer to the skittish vicuñas where they drank by a pair of watering holes called Los Ojos del la Mer (The Eyes of the Sea).

Eric sent up the drone for a pic of the water, but it scared the vicuñas away.

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We also passed herds of donkeys, work animals for the locals.

In the afternoon we crossed from Salta Province into Jujuy Province. We stopped for a bathroom break in the tiny town of Tres Morros (Three Hills), population: 10 families, 4 here in town, the rest scattered. Electricity was introduced 2 years ago.

Tres Morros

with its tiny chapel

and also an Incan-influenced hilltop cemetery.

As we drove we could see a distant glacier.

By late afternoon we reached Salinas Grandes, the salt flats. Seven million years ago a lake rose up from the middle of the earth. We no fresh water source, it evaporated and left behind flats of salt. Lithium is plentiful in the mud beneath the salt. We were not prepared for the expanse of salt we found there. It looks like snow and ice but is all salt.

Salinas Grandes

We entered the park and paid the fee at the salt hut made from bricks of salt.

Around the entrance were statues all carved from salt.

There was a shrine to Pumamama.

We then entered the field of salt flats.

The salt extraction is performed by cutting long columns out from the top layers of salt. The salt is 3-4.5 feet thick with water beneath.

The over 2700 acre park we were visiting is owned and operated by locals who are determined to maintain their heritage and the natural beauty of the area.

Across the street lithium is being extracted on a large scale from beneath the salt flats.

We visited the artisanal stalls

Each carried numerous souvenirs made from salt.

But even more fascinating was an up close look at the bricks cut from the salt flats.

Back in the truck we headed over the highest point we were to traverse: Abra de Potrerillos at 13681 feet.

Abra de Potrerillos

The view was great with the glaciers in the background.

But even more impressive was a look at the road we were about to travel down: the famous Lipan slope that is less than 12.5 miles in length will lead us to descend about 6000 feet until we reach Purmamarca (7546 feet).

Lipan slope

We reached Purmamarca (Virgin Lands) in the early evening and checked into Hosteria del Amauta.

Gerardo in the lobby of Hosteria del Amauta

We had to walk through an outdoor courtyard

and through the breakfast room

and up a flight of stairs to reach our room.

We wasted little time before heading out in the remnants of the day to explore the town square with its daily market.

In one of the local shops we discovered charangos, a 5 string instrument in the lute family. The ones here sell for upwards of $400.

Another popular instrument for local folk music is the flute, which is different to the single rod to which we are accustomed.

In the center of the town square is a statue of a famous local guitarist. I am guessing from his name that the slope which we descended earlier in the day was named for him.

Just beyond the square is the church.

Around the church stand several very old black carob trees. This one is 300 years old.

And this one is 700 years old. It is so large I could not get it all into one shot.

Behind the church is a statue of Cacique Viltipoco who was an indigenous leader of the Omaguaca people and led the resistance to the Spanish invasion in the late 16th century.

The town of Purmamarca sits at the foot of the 7 Colors Hills. More on that later, but a hint of it can be seen in the mountain behind the shops.

Scattered throughout the town are some really gorgeous private homes.

Finally it was time for dinner, which we ate in the restaurant Los Morteros, right next to our hosteria.

mural in Los Morteros

The morning found us back on the road headed through the Valle de Quebrada de Humahuaca up the historical silver trade route to, now, Bolivia. We asked Gerardo about the charangos and he introduced us to the music of Ricardo Vilca (1953-2007), one of the most famous charangistas, who was born in Humahuacha, our destination for the day. The instrumentals played while we drove past high altitude vineyards surrounded by cacti, not a sight one sees often, and amazing landscapes.

We stopped at a particularly picturesque cemetery.

We were scheduled to stop at the partially rebuilt remains of the Pucará de Tilcara, a pre-Hispanic hilltop fortification. But it was closed because the staff, who are part of the university system, are on strike to increase their $400/month salary for a 48 hour work week. (No, I am not missing a zero. Doing the math, that comes to about $2 and hour for a university position!) Instead we stopped in the town of Tilcara and took a picture of the ruins from a distance. The pyramid in the center was built in 1935 as a monument to the archaeologists themselves and as a marker honoring the indigenous cultures of the region.

The colorful hillsides beyond the town are called Paleta del Pintor (Painter’s Pallet), created by a natural dam collapse 12-15,000 years ago.

We walked around the town of Tilcara, population 1500.

Church Tilcara

We drove past a hole in the mountainside created when it was struck by a meteor, which has since been removed to Buenos Aires for study.

We passed the Tropic of Capricorn, an imaginary line of latitude at approximately 23.5° south of the Equator marking the southernmost point at which the sun’s rays fall directly overhead at its zenith, occurring on the December solstice. In Argentina, the line cuts across the mountainous, semi-arid valley of the Quebrada de Humahuaca, where it is marked by a monolith in the town of  Huacalera.

On the roadside locals were selling ceramics.

and little figurines made of a local beautiful blue stone.

We passed a mountain resembling the skirt of a girl.

There were several areas along the way of Inca ruins.

From there another view of the Girl’s Skirt Mountain.

We passed some of the highest vineyards in the world at over 9000 feet. Some of the wines are stored in barrels in old miners’ caves. We passed a guacito shrine.

We stopped in Uquia to visit the 17th century chapel. Unfortunately photos were not allowed inside. There we found the oldest altarpiece in the region, worked in laminated gold, being one of two existing in Argentina, decorated with oil paintings of the Cuzco school. The 9 oils (there were supposed to be 12, but they were never completed) are interesting because they depict angels dressed in Spanish clothes carrying weapons.

Humahuaca, with a population of around 15,000, is the largest in the area. It gives its name to the ravine. With cobblestone streets and iron streetlights on the corners, it is also the highest point of today’s tour at 9649 feet above sea level. We were first greeted by murals, for which the city is known.

We stopped at the town hall,

the church,

and the main square.

A school pep rally marched by, complete with band and singing.

We saw more murals

We lunched at Pachamanka Restaurant.

Pachamanka Restaurant

After lunch we visited The Monument to the Heroes of Independence.

The monument represents progress, looking forward after Conquering the Spanish.

And we saw yet more murals.

Lucamar, the Humahuaca Devil, is a half human half primate character encorporated into local mythology to scare any potential thieves along the trade route. Now he has become a beloved cultural figure, not an evil entity. He’s a symbol of celebration and tradition and plays a part in Carnival, which happened to be ongoing while we were visiting. There were 2 murals depicting him.

We drove back to Purmamarca along the same route. The afternoon sun was more conducive to capturing the beauty of the colors in the hills.

Back in Purmamarca we dined to the celebratory sounds of carnival. In the morning, before hitting the road, we hiked the trail of the Cerro de los Siete Colores (The Hill of Seven Colors), which began just behind our hosteria. The lighting was not perfect, but the colors magnificent nonetheless.

We climbed to the Mirador del Porito.

The seven colors are, of course, due to the many minerals which enrich the soil and rocks of these hills.

We could not resist posing with the llamas to send a pic home to the grandkids.

We continued back into town

There we found some murals, but nothing as extensive as those we had seen in Hamahuaca.

After lunch we headed back to Salta via a different route than that by which we had come. It was less than 20 miles from the desert to the the high altitude jungle, called Nuboselva. The beginning of the jungle is called Parsons, named for all the priests and monks who settled in the area. The area now is full of sugar and tobacco plantations.

Nuboselva

The Incas came to the jungle for medicinal herbs. Last autumn there was a fire here, which Gerardo said was the first in his lifetime. (about 60 years.) We went over the Abra Santa Lara (Saint Lara Overpass).

Abra Santa Lara

The jungle is neither a park nor a preserve, but it is still considered a protected land. There were horses grazing along the way.

We drove through San Salvador de Jujuy, the capital city and the largest with a population of over 28,000. We did not stop. Back in Salta that evening we returned to peña La Vieja Estacion to enjoy more folk music and dancing.

The next day we were to have flown to Iguazu Falls, but the airline had cancelled the flight. We were blessed with a free day in Salta, a city we had come to love. We wanted to go to the summit of Cerro San Bernardo, so we headed for the gondola. Along the way we passed the public hospital.

We rode the Teleférico San Bernardo cable car to the top.

From the car we saw the statue of Christ.

We reached the top.

From there we had a view of Salta.

We meandered through the park.

Enjoyed the falls.

It wouldn’t be Argentina were there not someone with a mug of matte.

We enjoyed the afternoon amongst the flowers.

We rode the gondola back to the base and found yet another park.

Returning to our hotel we passed an appealing apartment building.

On our final morning, while enjoying our last breakfast in Hotel del Vino, we noted copies of the oil paintings of the Cuzco school from the Uquia Chapel.

I guess having previously not know what they were, we hadn’t really noticed.

Argentina Wine Country Part 1: Mendoza Province March 7-10

Our visit to Argentina’s wine countries started in Mendoza, home to more than 800 wineries. The region around Greater Mendoza is the largest wine-producing area in South America.  As such, Mendoza is one of the eleven Great Wine Capitals. For the first time we had a connecting flight. When the bad weather delayed our flight, we were concerned about the connection in Cordoba. It turns out our same plane was flying to Mendoza, so no worries, phew. We landed in Mendoza airport late in the evening after a long day of delays and were picked up by Max. While driving Max explained a bit about Mendoza, the capital city of the province. With a population of over a million, it is the fourth largest city in Argentina. Before the 1560s the area was populated by tribes known as the Huarpes and Puelches.  The Huarpes devised a system of irrigation that was later developed by the Spanish. This allowed for an increase in population that might not have otherwise occurred. There are less than 8 inches of rain a year. The water to the city comes via the Mendoza River from the snow melt in the Andes. The system is still evident today in the wide acequias (trenches), which run along all city streets, watering the approximately 100,000 trees that line every street in Mendoza. This system had been used for irrigation for vineyards and other agriculture produce in the area until recently; a new automated drip irrigation system is currently in use for agriculture. After about a 20 minute drive from the airport which bypassed the city proper, we arrived at our new home-away: Verde Oliva.

Verde Oliva

There they took pity on our late arrival and offered to bring us dinner on our own little terrace, what luxury.

In the morning, after a delicious breakfast, Max, our driver, plus our guide Francisco picked us up and explained that not only did we arrive in the middle of harvest, but today was the first day of the harvest festival (as well as being International Women’s Day). To celebrate the harvest even McDonald’s offered a meal that came complete with a glass of wine. We headed for our first winery, Bodega Benegas in the Luján de Cuyo region of Mendoza. The Luján de Cuyo region is known as The Cradle of Malbec. Surrounded by gentle hills and overlooked By America’s highest mountains, Lujan de Cuyo is known for its country houses, tree lined streets, fine restaurants, Malbec vineyards, olives and world renowned wineries. Francisco pointed out the adobe structure, common to the area.

The winery guided tour started in the courtyard.

The building is an historical landmark of Mendoza, built in 1901 by Agustin Álvarez, former Governor of Mendoza. Much of it was destroyed during a 1985 earthquake along with about 70% of the homes at the time. Federico Benegas Lynch bought it in 1999, and made a 5 year restoration, keeping its original design, including the adobe walls and concrete wine vats, but adding state-of-the-art technology. She explained that the family continues to use the buildings as a home. We entered their patrician style living and dining rooms.

The dining table was made from a single very tall tree imported from Brazil.

Federico Benegas Lynch also has a passion for ponchos, each made by hand in traditional colors. which he collects and displays. Beneath are family photos.

In keeping the winery part of the family, each wine is named for one of his children.

Federico Benegas Lynch, fourth generation of winemakers, grew up accompanying his father in the production of wines in El Trapiche. After the dissolution of the company during the economic crisis of the 70s, he went to live in Buenos Aires. He subsequently studied viticulture in France and discovered a family connection with the Lynches there. His passion for Mendoza and for wine made him return in search of recovering the family legacy. That is how in 1999 he had the opportunity to buy Finca Libertad, an old vineyard planted by his great-grandfather Don Tiburcio, who had been one of the founders of wine production in Mendoza in 1883. The first harvest of this new winery, Bendegas, was in 2001. On display here is his grandfather’s diary.

We then entered the winery itself. This is harvest season and grapes are coming into the facility. The first process is the sorting of the grapes, which is done by hand. Only the best 20% are chosen, the remaining 80% are exported, to maintain the status of boutique winery. The chosen ones then go to a de-stemmer.

The grapes are then placed into a crusher, which works by inflating a balloon. As mentioned above, during the restoration, the original concrete tanks were maintained for fermentation. The one shown below in the far right even has the original wooden door. The hoses are pumps for mixing during the maceration process.

With over 800 wineries to choose from, there is competition for tourists. Bendegas prides itself in its history. They have a little museum containing everything from the original de-stemmer,

to the crusher,

to the original pump, which had to be cranked by hand,

and the original delivery wagon. In years past the average Mendozan consumed much more wine than today, even the children. The wine would get delivered from this large barrel with the customers providing their own 5 liter jug for filling.

The loads of grapes once harvested were so heavy, they had to be pulled by oxen rather than horses.

The wine cellar is 60 feet underground with walls of 6 feet thick to maintain the constant temperature of 63 degrees F. The French oak barrels are used only four times.

The wine is sent down to them via a hole into the room with the concrete tanks above.

Once bottled, the wines are stored in the cellars in rooms that were originally tanks themselves.

as evident by the hole above

and the outlet below

And now it was time for our tasting. Although we have visited many wineries in our days together, we always manage to pick up some new tidbit of info each time. Here we learned that the depth of the indentation at the bottom of the bottle as well as the thickness of the glass are indicators of how long the wine is expected to age in the bottle; the former to allow sedimentation, the latter for preservation.

The wines in Mendoza use French varieties and do not require grafting onto American roots because due to the low humidity in the valley, they are not susceptible to phylloxera. Malbec is the star of the Mendoza region. The valley’s hot days and cold nights make for very thick-skinned grapes giving the Malbec wine its deep rich color. The soil is rocky, requiring deep roots, which gives the wine its mineral taste. But the star of the Benegas winery is the cabernet franc produced from the wineries oldest vines aged 120 years. The Benegas Lynch, of which only 5,000 bottles are produced a year, can last 20-40 years.

Along the way to the next winery, Francisco told us that the region’s agriculture is not only wine but also corn, garlic, peaches, plums, pistachios, and of course, olive oil. Many of the wineries also produce their own olive oil. Also, although rain is infrequent, there can be severe hail storms as well as dust storms brought in by the sonda winds. A storm lasting only a few minutes can wipe out an entire season’s harvest. Many of the plants are protected by netting which could be observed in many of the groves we passed.

When we reached our next winery, we were greeted first by a 100 year-old olive tree.

Winery number two for us was Tempus Alba in the neighboring Maipú region of Mendoza. Maipu is the first viticultural area in Argentina, chosen by the first European immigrants to continue their most beloved family tradition: wine making.

While we waited a few minutes for our tour to begin, Francisco (left) and Max (right) posed for my blog so I could make them famous, little do they know how tiny my readership is, lol.

Tempus Alba winery was founded by two Italian families that wanted to create the “true” Argentinian Malbec. In 2007 they studied 364 genetic varieties and chose three plants as their “mother” plants. They use a micropropagation system with the buds in jars of agar. The buds are then adapted to their environment for planting. One bud may produce 5-10 plants. A three year-old vine will produce grapes, but they are not used for wine making until the plant is five.

They have planted only about 0.5 square miles of grape vines surrounded by their 100 year-old olive trees. Seventy-five percent of their grapes are exported.

The vines are wrapped in netting to protect them from hail.

The grapes are harvested by hand and collected in a basket.

Once selected, de-stemmed, for the red wines, the crushed grapes are left in contact with the skins and seeds for 25-30 days, a process called maceration, then filtered. The solid waste is use later for fertilizer. (For white wines, the skin and seeds are discarded immediately. For rosé, they are left for a much shorter period of time.) During maceration cold water is run through a jacket in the outer wall of the tank to minimize fermentation, which would mean malic acid transforming into lactic acid.

Maceration usually takes place in a steel tank, but sometimes an egg is used. Because of the shape, the egg does not require a pump to allow the mixing of the contents.

Also, the egg is coated on the inside with an epoxy paint which prevents the wine from picking up flavors from the vessel. Interestingly, at Benegas earlier they had praised the benefit of their concrete tanks because they do add mineral flavors to the wine. Each wine maker has his/her preferences.

After filtration, the wines are then rested 6-10 months to allow the sediments to settle before transferring them to barrels for fermentation. Tempus Alba also only use their oak barrels four times, but they use both French and American oak depending on the desired result. The former are more closed-pore than the latter. The more open the pores, the more surface exposed, the the bigger and bolder the flavors.

Once discarded, used barrels are repurposed as furniture.

We went onto the deck for our tasting. Here we learned that the closer the “legs” of the wine on the glass as it is swirled, the higher the alcohol content.

Also paying tribute to their children and grandchildren, the winemakers include the children’s fingerprints on their labels. The winemakers find that today wines using blends of varieties have become more popular that the traditional single varietal wines. The Vero (True) wine is their signature wine produced from their propagated plants. We tried all three. below.

As we left, I had to take a picture of the entrance door handle, which I loved.

At our third and final stop of the day, Restaurante Santa Julia (serving wines of Zuccardi), a tour was not included; lunch was the focus. Our first course was served outside,

their white from the Argentinian torrontés grapes,

with homemade empanadas.

Back inside the restaurant we enjoyed a course of breads and their own olive oils

and a red

served with fresh tomatoes, mustard greens with fried sweet potato chips accompanying asado. Asado is an Argentinian tradition of slow grilling over a fire several meats together, often goat, lamb, and sausage, as served here.

The next course included another red

served with filet mignon, smoked eggplant covered in palenta, and a green salad with pistachio clusters.

At this point we were so stuffed we needed a walk before dessert. We strolled out under the Malbec vines covered in a different hail protection netting.

We noted the elevated drip irrigation system.

We also noted these, which we were to find out later are metal barrels with wood beneath for a fire for warmth should the temperature drop to a cold level that would endanger the plants.

The bougainvillea was in full bloom. What a beautiful day.

Finally we returned for our dessert wine served with choices of cheeses from cows and sheep, several fruit jams, and flan with dulce de latte (cream caramel). No wonder Argentinians go for a siesta after lunch! We were done for the day.

The next day was Sunday, and we enjoyed the respite. We debated going into Mendoza City for a look around, but decided to enjoy the day relaxing by the pool and enjoying our resort instead.

Eric sent his drone up for some pictures of the property.

In the morning we were back to wine tasting. We set out for Valle de Uco, known for its high-altitude vines and microclimate ideal for viticulture, as well as its stunning backdrop of the high Andes. This region features some of Argentina’s most acclaimed wineries producing Malbec, Merlot, Pinot Noir and Semillon. Uco Valley is too cold for olive trees, but it is the capital of walnut trees in the country. Our first stop was Masi Winery, an organic winery.

Masi

Masi can be found at the foot of the Tupungato volcano in mineral rich soil. It is owned and operated by a 7th generation family of Italian winemakers who have been reproducing their family’s techniques in the Uco Valley for 26 years. They have about 270 acres in production, a mid-sized operation. Most of the wine produce, as much as 90%, is exported to Canada.

Tupungato volcano beyond vineyards

First we were shown some of the herbs grown like penca.

The leaf of the jarilla plant is very good for a sick stomach.

The emblematic grapes of the Venetian regions, Corvina and Pinot Grigio, co-exist happily at Masi Tupungato with the traditional Argentinian grapes, Malbec (from France) and Torrontés (uniquely Argentinian), in a unique and extraordinary natural paradise.

They were in the process of harvesting while we were visiting, all picked by hand. What is unique to Masi in Argentina is they have brought their Italian method of drying grapes: appassimento. Red grapes only are left to dry for 2 weeks here in Argentina (2 months in humid Northern Italy). During the appassimento process, the grapes will dry and concentrate, reducing water by 20%, while also reducing acidity.

The cane used, from the stalks of sugar cane plants, is similar to bamboo from Brazil.

Only once the grapes have dried are the stems then removed and the grapes pressed.

For maceration Masi uses 60 steel tanks from Italy, which are all automatic and do not require pumping for mixing.

The jacket within for temperature control can be seen.

Another winemaking practice imported from the Valpolicella region of Italy is use of the 600-litre (about 160 gallons) French oak barrel for aging, for 2-18 months, depending on the grape.

The wine ages in the steel tank for 2 years after first aging in the French oak barrels. The largest tank is 100,000 liters (about 26,500 gallons)!

We got to taste the wine straight from a tank.

The wines produced are mostly mixtures like the Paso blanco, which is 60% pinot and 40% torrontes, 12% alcohol.

and the Corbec, which is the star of Masi and aged 18 months in the oak barrels, is 70% Corvina and 30% Malbec, 15% alcohol.

We got a peak at the mixing lab on our way out.

Our next winery in the Uco Valley, at an elevation of 4265 feet, was Andeluna, named for the mountains from which they get their water and the moon above.

Andeluna

The vines were first planted in 1997, but the winery was founded in 2003 by Ward Lay (of Pepsico/Lays). In 2013 it was taken over by a Brazilian oil family.

Here too the Topungato Volcano stands above the vineyards. At nearly 200 acres of planted grapes, it is a midsized winery.

There are three important ingredients that make the final aroma of the wine: the grape, the soil, and the wood used for the barrels. This vineyard sits at the base of the volcano and gets most of its fertile soil from there,

but it also has alluvial soils that were part of the sea bottom 100 million years ago. Four distinct layers of soil can be seen in the calicata below, all of which enhance the flavors of the wines.

Here we also learned how to distinguish the grape by its leaf:a caberntet savignon has 5 pointy segments; a cabernet franc has 5 rounded segments, and a Malbec has only three segments. The leaves below belong to a cabernet savignon. It takes 5-6 plants for 1 bottle of wine.

The high altitude makes for warm days and cool nights with as much as a 50-60 degree difference in temperature, which makes for thick skinned grapes, which enhances their flavor. The grapes here are harvested by machine. Unlike in the Maipú and Lujan de Cuyo regions, the plants here are grafted onto American roots.

Pods are used on grapevines to disrupt mating by Lobesia botrans, a common moth pest in vineyards. These pods release female pheromones, which confuse male moths, preventing them from finding and mating with females. A single moth could consume an entire plant.

Drip irrigation is used to maintain proper water levels.

The stainless steel tanks for maceration are sterile. The process takes two weeks.

The clarification process of removing the stems and seeds uses a decanter then animal enzymes are added for fermentation; for vegan wines carbon fillers are used. Andaluna uses a variety of barrels (all French oak) and eggs to ferment the wine depending on the grape and the desired effect. Interestingly, Argentina does not regulate what wines can be considered a reserve; it is up to the individual winemaker to determine.

After a tasting of the Andeluna wines, we headed to Gaia restaurant for lunch.

The view from our table was spectacular.

Again, the Tupungato Volcano was visible.

There we also had a view of Cerro El Plata, the highest peak of the Cordón del Plata, which is a subrange of the Andes. The mountain is located 37 miles west of Mendoza.

At Gaia we enjoyed another multi-coarse meal with accompanying wines starting with fresh tomatoes,

and smoked eggplant

followed by meat

and finally panacotta with sorbet.

Clearly the eating and drinking in Argentina are well worth the trip.

Argentina: Patagonia: Nequén Province: San Martín de los Andes Feb. 27-March 1; Villa La Angostura March 2-3; Rio Negro Province: Bariloche March 4-6, 2025

We landed in Bariloche, the hub of the “Lakes Region,” picked up our rental car, and started along the route to San Martin de los Andes recommended by our travel agent, which meant heading east prior to turning north. The landscape was dry and desert-like

until we were joined by Río Limay along the road. We pulled over at Mirador Anfiteatro (Amphitheater Lookout) so named because the land makes the shape of an amphitheater.

There were folks rafting.

Along the side of the road we passed several herds of guanacos, native to the Patagonian steppes and a relative to the alpacas of Northern Argentina. They are herbivore mammals that form herds of 4-20 individuals led by a dominant male known, as the “relincho,” who keeps watch while the rest graze. When faced with danger they make a loud vocal threat, hence their name. They flee at a gallop.

guanacos

After about an hour we reached the unpaved road noted on our agent’s instructions; we were to travel 70 km in 2 hours. But due to our inferior vehicle, small tires and lousy shocks, and the poor road condition, rocks and ruts, we did not feel comfortable driving faster than 15 km/hr. We calculated that we were close to 5 hours away from our destination on this path. With rain starting we turned around and went back about 40 minutes to the main road Google maps had suggested. We reached the small town of Villa La Angostura, to which we would return in a few days, and stopped for an early dinner before driving the last 2 hours to our destination. We stopped in a very cute very local cafe and had the most delicious burgers we have ever tasted. Our route from here looked straight, no turns, so off we headed. After about 40 minutes we were passing a guard station. Turns out in the rain and dark, we had missed a right turn and we were crossing into Chile! Apparently folks do this all the time; the guard was unfazed and calmly told us to turn around and make a left in 14 km. We could only laugh at ourselves and the misadventures of the day. It was late in the evening when we finally pulled into the parking lot of Hosteria Las Lengas in San Martín de los Andes.

Hosteria Las Lengas

With the waning light of the summer skies, and the rain abating, we strolled around town a bit to stretch our legs before turning in for the night. We were struck by the many chocolate stores with some completely empty

while others had long lines.

And many had both chocolates and ice cream.

We passed the main square

which was surrounded by stalls carrying all kinds of hand crafted local souvenirs.

This resort town is chock full of hotels, hosterias (small hotels), pubs, cafes, restaurants, and souvenir shops. There are also many outdoor gear stores for all of the activities enjoyed in the area from camping, hiking, biking, fishing, and kayaking, to skiing and horseback riding. From the local eateries, which included sushi, Italian pasta, Irish pubs,

and an Austrian locale,

we assumed the town was very international. In fact we were to learn in the next days that almost all of the tourists here are Argentinians. Few in the town speak English, including the receptionists at hotels and wait staff in restaurants. The menus are in Spanish, not translated as they had been in the rest of Patagonia that we visited. It seems that this lakes region is where Argentinians go for their summer vacation.

The morning was still a bit rainy and overcast, so we stuck in town for the day. There was still so much more to explore in this beautiful little town full of roses everywhere

in front of homes and hotels

even an entire park devoted to them.

Another park was full of a tree species we had been observing as new to us. This huge tree araucaria araucana, commonly called the Monkey Puzzle, is a native to southern Chile and western Argentina.

Its branches and needles are unique.

Others in this park are the pino murrayana, in front of which I asked Eric to stand for perspective. A native of the Pacific northwest of the US, the pino murrayana is used for reforestation in mountainous areas and adapts well to the humid and cold climates of the Nequén province.

Another transplant from the pacific northwest is this huge tuya gigante, a type of cypress.

This is truly the land of gigantic tress as evidenced by this group dwarfing the cars parked below.

Sapling monkey puzzle trees could be seen in front of the parks’ department building.

Another variety of tree new to us is this mountain ash. Upon looking it up I learned that it is not indigenous to Argentina but was brought here from Eurasia. Now, however, they are ubiquitous in this area; we were to see them everywhere in the next week.

They have beautiful clusters of inedible berries.

Around town there are historical markers like this one, which explains the building across the street was originally the Lácar hotel.

Built in 1910, it was “a very ambitious project for its time. As well as hosting travelers and new arrivals, the town’s most elegant parties were organized here…it underwent several modifications over time. When it closed its doors in 1986, the spaces facing the street were converted into commercial premises. The Lácar hotel was a pioneer of the town’s emerging tourist scene and its façade was used as a promotional image in the main city centers.”

We noted the relative modesty of the churches compared to the cathedrals we had been visiting in Europe this past fall.

We passed the home of the local national guard, which here actually is for border control. I guess it was one of these guys who helpfully turned us around the night prior, haha.

We window shopped the abundance of souvenir shops

many of which carry knives, which seem very popular locally,

and, of course vessels for the ever popular yerba mate

and the many variations on the metal straws through which to drink it.

and of course craft merchants with knives and cups.

This statue outside one local shop portrays the typical Argentinian enjoying his yerba mate with his thermos of hot water to constantly replenish his drink.

The beer pubs are also plentiful.

WITH BEER THERE IS NO SADNESS

San Martín de los Andes, a resort town of about 35,000 inhabitants, is situated in northwest Patagonia and sits at an altitude of about 2,000 feet. It is known as a gateway to the forested Lanín National Park, home to the Lanín Volcano and diverse wildlife including guanacos and pumas. The town lies on the banks of Lake Lácar, one of the park’s many glacial lakes, and has a boat pier and a sandy beach. It was time to make our way to the beach.

Along the beach are shops for kayak rentals.

We had lunched on local favorites of beer and empanadas, but for dinner we chose sushi, the fish so fresh. Our hosteria was on the outskirts of town. On our way back for the night we passed some cute homes like this one.

And daily along the way we were greeted by this pair of Andean Ibis.

In the morning the sun was finally shining brightly upon us, so we headed out for one of the more popular hikes of the area: Mirador Bandurrias. But first we passed a little stream feeding the lake.

From the beginning part of the trail we could see the town’s water treatment plant. It is perfectly safe to drink the tap water here.

Along the way we had gorgeous views of the lake.

We found a calafate plant still with its blue berries. There are so many thorns, it is hard to imagine how the berries are harvested.

The path was mostly uphill, but only 2 miles each way, so not grueling as our previous hikes in Patagonia had been. Once at the top we were rewarded with stunning views.

We could see the noon tourist boat traversing the lake.

Eric sent up his drone to take some pictures of the lake,

the town,

the beach.

and even one of our hosteria.

As we descended we took in the view of the town from the path.

After our hike we treated ourselves to a late lunch/early dinner at a cute Spanish tapas restaurant. The next morning we returned to Villa la Angostura. On our return trip we were blessed with sunshine, at least in the morning. This drive is known as Camino del los 7 Lagos (Road of the 7 Lakes). Along the way are miradors (lookouts) from which to view each lake. As we started our journey, our first observation were all the dead trees in the mountains, a result of infections due to draught situations causing stress on the trees.

The first stop along the way was called Valle del Arroyo Pil Pil. Lake Lácar can be seen below, but the valley is named for the pil pil plant, which is a climbing vine that grows in this humid region on both sides of the Andes and has historically been used for weaving baskets.

Valle del Arroyo Pil Pil

Our second stop was Lago Mechónico, which means in the Mapuche language “water with pancoras.” Pancoras are a fresh water crab common in the area.

Lago Mechónico

From there we could also see a small local ski resort. Winter sports are as popular in the lakes region as are the summer ones.

Our next stop was Cascada Vuliñenco, (Waterfall Vuliñenco). Vuliñenco is the Mapuche word for a white-throated hawk that lives in the region.

Cascada Vuliñenco

The Mapuche believe that the vuliñenco is an omen: if it lands with its back to us, it is a bad omen; if it lands facing us, all will be well.

Cascada Vuliñenco

Next we pulled over and joined the folks enjoying Lago Falkner.

Lago Falkner

This lake was “discovered” by Francisco Moreno in 1886, and he named it in memory of Thomas Falkner (1702-1784) who was a missionary, explorer, and scientist.

Lago Falkner

We walked along its beach.

Lago Falkner

This is a common nesting area for the great glebe, common in the area, but none were seen today.

Lago Falkner

Next came Lago Villarino which was also “discovered” and named by Moreno. Basilio Villarino (1741-1795) created maps and left diaries that were helpful in the subsequent colonization of Patagonia.

Lago Villarino

Our fifth lake is called Lago Escondido, which means “Hidden Lake.” The picture speaks for itself.

Lago Escondido

We drove about 18 miles before we came to the next lake: Lago Correntoso. In the spring this lake is home to the nesting ashy-haired geese.

Lago Correntoso

These Patagonian lakes are fed by the snow melt from the Andes and are linked to each other through streams and rivers until they reach the Atlantic ocean to the east.

Lago Correntoso

Our seventh, and final lake of the Camino del los 7 Lagos, is called Lago Epejo, which means Mirror Lake. It was named by Enrique Wolff, an explorer, topographer, and engineer who explored this area between 1895 and 1896 and described this lake as the lake “that resembles a mirror.”

Lago Epejo

Our final lake of the day, not counted in the 7, is Lago Nahuel Huapi, which gives its name to the national park in which it lies. It was “discovered” in 1610 by Jesuits from Chile. At over 215 square miles, it is about the size of Buenos Aires. Lago Nahuel Huapi is shared by two provinces: 80% lies in the Nequén Province, where we have been these last few days, and 20% in the Rio Negro Province, where we head next.

Lago Nahuel Huapi

As the weather was turning, and we had reached our destination of Villa La Angostura, it was time to check in to our next hosteria: Amigos del Bosque (Friends of the Forest).

We had quite the drive up

Hosteria Amigos del Bosque

But the view was worth it once we had arrived.

view of Nahuel Huapi Lake from Hosteria Amigos del Bosque

Once we’d settled in, we headed into town for dinner. Villa La Angostura (Town of the Narrowing) is at an altitude of about 2.500 feet and has a population of 11,000. It too is a popular tourist destination for both winter and summer activities. The town itself is much smaller than San Martín de los Andes with only one main street, the rest unpaved.

But it does have its share of shops, bars, and hand crafted souvenirs.

We found a tiny local restaurant. When the waiter realized we did not speak Spanish, he sent over his friend who spoke Portuguese thinking we were from Brazil. They were both so surprised to find out we were from the US; not many find this tiny spot.

They were so warm and welcoming. And the placemat had a hint from home.

In the morning the sun was once again shining. The big attraction in the area is Parque Nacional los Arrayanes, an ancient forest of myrtle trees. But reading reviews online which described the trail as very long (over 7 miles round trip), boring, and mostly dead trees, we opted for a smaller hike instead. We headed to the Rio Bonito (Beautiful River) trail. The trailhead marker informed us that this is a place for Reproduction and Research of trout.

The conservancy building was right at the beginning of the trail.

The river (really more of a stream) lived up to its name.

The whole vibe of the place is very much like upstate NY/Adirondack’s rivers and streams meets Colorado’s Rockies.

Along the way we were treated to lots of plants in bloom including fuscias (chilco is Spanish)

wild asters

and lupines.

The path emerged from the forest onto a beach.

Of course the Argentinians enjoying the beach were also enjoying their yerba mates.

We strolled around taking in the beauty of the day.

Eric sent up his drone to take some more pics of the lake and the campsites that dot its shores.

and a drone selfie

On our return trip through the woods we noted a cross, not a site often seen on a hike.

We took the back roads return to our hosteria on foot and observed how cute some of the local homes are with their Alpine wood style,

noting the use of the ubiquitous mountain ash in landscaping.

Some homes are more palatial than others.

Once back at the hosteria, Eric again sent up the drone to record the challenging driveway that we had just climbed on foot.

Hosteria Amigos del Bosque

and to take a look at nearby Puerto Manzano.

Puerto Manzano

In keeping with our attempt to blend with the locals, we headed to a nearby small bar for dinner.

The following morning we set out for Bariloche. Once again there was a light drizzle of rain. But this time it blessed us with a rainbow over Lago Nahuel Huapi.

We followed the lake all the way back to the Rio Negro province town of Bariloche. We had to take a detour back to Hertz at the airport because our car was taking on water from all the rain, actual puddles on the driver’s side floor. The customer service rep who had responded to our WhatsApp query, understood our concern and agreed that we had “rented a car, not a boat,” lol. With our upgraded car, we headed into the town of Bariloche, formally San Carlos de Bariloche. With a population of over 135,000, it is not only the largest city in the Rio Negro province, but also the largest in the Patagonian Andes. The name Bariloche comes from the Mapudungun word Vuriloche meaning “people from behind the mountain.”  The town was settled in the 1930s by Germans arriving from neighboring southern Chile, and today maintains a culture of craft beers. But mostly Bariloche has been known as a hub for outdoor adventures, both summer and winter, since the formation of the national parks in the 1940s. Nearby Cerro Cathedral is the largest ski resort in South America. Arriving from the east, we passed through the main city itself, which we found dirty, run-down, not pleasant. We were interested in their traffic light “count-down” system we had not seen elsewhere.

We passed through the city to the shore. By this time it was very windy, drizzling, and chilly, but we walked a bit along the Lago Nahuel Huapi shore, which, with the white caps and waves, resembled more of an ocean bay than a lake shore.

Lago Nahuel Huapi

We moseyed our way toward the Puerto de San Carlos. Along the way we saw several 6 foot high carved pine couples. They represent the mythical ancestors of the Mapuche people who always appear as a couple. 

They were made by the Chilean artist Bernardo Oyarzun in 2012. They symbolize the Mapuche man and woman, looking towards the East, where life comes from, according to said culture.

It is common to find this type of totems in neighboring Chile, in the regions with the greatest presence of this culture, that is, from the Maule region to the south. 

We made our way to Puerto San Carlos, established in 1895 as a trading port with Chile. Today it serves only for tourism.

On a nicer day the beach would be more crowded.

The port is also home to the most impressive and beautifully set skateboard park we have seen.

We arrived back to our car beside a local church.

and headed to our hotel which was about 40 minutes out of town. Along the way we passed Centro Atómico Bariloche. Besides tourism and related services, Bariloche is home of advanced scientific and technological activities. The Centro Atómico Bariloche is a research center of the  National Atomic Energy Commission, where basic and applied research in many areas of the physical sciences is carried out. A weird juxtaposition, there is a children’s playground beside it.

Bariloche is home to the army’s “12° Regimiento de Infantería de Montaña” (12th Mountain Infantry Regiment), where military personnel are instructed in mountainous conditions, including combat, survival, and skiing.

It may not be obvious from my picture taken from a moving vehicle, but the statue is carrying skis.

Our hotel is located on a small peninsula, aptly named the Petit Peninsula Hotel.

Petit Peninsula Hotel
lobby Petit Peninsula Hotel

with another gorgeous view from our room.

The most popular tourist activity in Bariloche is to drive the Circuito Chico (Small Circuit). Despite the inclement weather, the reception suggested we take the drive and determine where we would like to return the following day. She provided us with a map of the area

and showed us on the map, we are the dot by the blue “03” at the top on the peninsula, the small circuit is the red circle to our west.

We headed west on the northern half of the circuit and traveled 3/4 of the way around before we were even tempted to stop. We got out at the Punto Panaramica Marked on the Google map below.

I include a picture taken then only as comparison for what a difference a day and the sun make to our enjoyment of the drive.

Punto Panoramico Circuito Chico

On the way in, we had passed an interesting looking restaurant called El Mallín, so we headed there for an early dinner before turning in for the day. In the morning we were greeted with copious sunshine, so we had a hearty breakfast to fortify us for our big day ahead. The Petit Peninsula Hotel had the best breakfast options offered so far in Argentina, and the bar was pretty high. We also liked their motto on the wall of the breakfast room:

TO STAY IS TO EXIST TO TRAVEL IS TO LIVE

We headed back along the route followed the previous evening. Our first stop was the Cerro Lao Lao trail just west of the #10 on the second map above. The trail was to be about about 3.6 miles round trip with views at the top; we were off.

The trail was a bit steeper and more rugged than it first seemed, but there were many viewpoints along the way.

honestly just an excuse to take a break and catch our breath

At the top we were rewarded for our effort with gorgeous views.

We made our way back down, in some ways more challenging than the uphill climb, and continued our way along the Small Circuit. Our next stop was Lago Escondido, a different Lago Escondido than in the Nequén province, but also hidden from the road. Luckily after the vigorous morning hike, it was a short walk into the woods.

Lago Escondido
Lago Escondido

We drove further along the circuit until we reached the entrance for Bahia de los Troncos (Bay of Trees). Again it was a short walk to the bay.

There we found a large group of kayakers having loads of raucous fun.

Bahia de los Troncos
Bahia de los Troncos

On the short walk back to the car we took a moment to notice these trees new to us. They are los arrayanes, the myrtles, we had not seen in Villa La Angostura.

Bariloche is in the transition area between the Patagonian steppe and the Valdivian forest, therefore it is rich in a variety of native species as well as home to many introduced species. Flora noted along the Small Circuit included California poppies, an introduced species that has become naturalized in the area, 

and rosehip, of which we had seen a plethora throughout the lakes region. Introduced from Europe, in the Patagonian region of Argentina, this species has become an extremely invasive plant due to its ability to spread through cattle feces, its rapid growth, and its resilience. Its thorns precluding local natural predators. Its long roots drain water and compete with the myrtles.

We also found native wild raspberries

and an example of the false mistletoe that had been pointed out by Nadia at the Perito Moreno Glacier, here in bloom.

Our next stop along the Small Circuit was Mirador Cerro Capilla.

Mirador Cerro Capilla
Mirador Cerro Capilla

And finally we drove to the Punto Panoramico, where we had stopped the previous day.

Punto Panoramico

Wow what a difference with the sun shining!

Punto Panoramico
Punto Panoramico drone shot

Upon completeing the Small Circuit, we headed to the top of Cerro Campanario, which had been recommended by our hotel receptionist. Cerro Campanario is reached via a chairlift.

Once at the top the views are nearly 360 degrees.

Cerro Campanario
Cerro Campanario
Cerro Campanario
Cerro Campanario
view from back side of Cerro Campanario

It was late in the day, and the line to descend on the chairlift was long, so we decided to chill, have a beer break, and just enjoy the view for a while.

beer break Cerro Campanario

Finally the line had emptied and we descended. At this point it is time to comment on Argentinian eating culture. Argentinians start their day with coffee and a small sweet, not a big breakfast. They have a large lunch between noon and 2, then enjoy a siesta for an hour or three. Between 4 and 6 is mate tea time; dinner is usually another large meal starting around 9 pm. We cannot eat that way; we cannot go to bed with a large meal in our stomachs, and we cannot eat two large meals late in the day. So we tended to eat an early hearty breakfast, another large meal in the late afternoon or early evening, and maybe some fruit or a light snack in the late evening. So we had to find restaurants open in the early evening, which was not always easy, but once found, they were never crowded. After our long day of hiking and sightseeing, we headed to El Patacon, a cute if touristy restaurant.

El Patacon
El Patacon

We had seen German influenced goulash with spaetzle on almost every restaurant in the lakes region; it was time to give it a try. The verdict: yummy and satisfying. Of course Eric, not a fan of goulash, had his go to dinner, cordera (lamb).

Our last day in the lakes region was rainy from start to finish. So what does one do with a rainout in Bariloche but head to the Havanna Chocolate Museum. Upon entering, we had a peak into the factory.

There were no tours in English, and the signage was not translated, so Google translate had to do the job for us. It was a bit of a struggle, but we did learn a bit about the history of the cocoa bean.

The ancient Olmecs of Mesoamerica discovered how to make a delicious drink from the bitter seeds of the cacao plant. Throughout its history, chocolate has been considered at varying times: food of the gods as an offering, currency of exchange, vitality for the warrior, precious medicine, a powerful aphrodisiac, a drink of the elite, nutritious food for children, or simply an every day pleasure. Displays included vessels for cooking

and those for serving.

Solid chocolate, as we know it, was invented in 1847 by J.S. Fry and Sons, who discovered a method of mixing cocoa butter with cocoa powder and sugar to create a moldable, solid chocolate. The museum also has an entire room devoted to the fauna of Argentina. I have included just a few here.

And with that our visit to the lakes region had come to an end.

Argentina: Patagonia: Province Tierra del Fuego: Ushuaia Feb. 18-20, 2025; Province: Santa Cruz: El Chaltén Feb. 21-23; El Calafate Feb. 24-26

After a 9 hour overnight flight from Miami, a mini tour of Buenos Aires as we transferred between airports, a 5 hour total layover in Buenos Aires, and another 4 hour flight, we finally arrived in beautiful if chilly Ushuaia. We checked into Hotel Los Ñires

with a gorgeous view of the Beagle Channel (named for the HMS Beagle from which Darwin collected data for his “On The Origin of Species.”)

After a shower and a bit of a rest, we headed into town. Ushuaia is a city of about 85,000 residents and loves to tout itself as the “fin del mundo”, “end of the world”; it is the southernmost city in the world. There is a Chilean town, Port Williams, on a small island across the Beagle Channel to the south with only 3,000 residents, which calls itself “beyond the end of the world.” But Ushuaians discount it as a village, not a city.

We strolled along San Martin Street, the main tourist thoroughfare for shopping and dining.

The were two products that jumped out at us as new and different. One were these vessels which are for drinking mate tea, very popular in Argentina. Hot water is poured directly over the ground, cooked leaves of the yerba mate plant, traditionally in a hollowed out gourd. The tea is drunk using a metal straw with a filter at the bottom.

The other souveniers notable were statuettes in a pink stone. The legend of the Rosa del Inca, or Inca rose, is about two lovers who were turned to stone after death. The Inca rose is a type of rhodochrosite, a pink manganese carbonate mineral. It is the national stone of Argentina.

We took in the sites along the port. Ushuaia is the gateway for nearly 300 cruises to Antartica a year as well as tours to nearby Isla Yécapasela, known as “Penguin Island” for its penguin colonies and for tours of Beagle Channel; more on both of these later.

Our driver between the airport and hotel told us Beagle Channel King Crab is a must-try delicacy in Ushuaia, so we headed to Tia Elvira by the port to give it a try.

We ordered the “medium,” which was the smallest centolla (king crab) on the menu. It was removed live from the tank and brought to the table for our approval prior to cooking. And oh so delicious and fresh!

After a much needed night’s sleep and a quick breakfast in the gorgeous Los Ñires restaurant

we were picked up for our Tierra del Fuego National Park tour. We joined a bus full of tourists from Belgium, Milan, Brazil, Atlanta, and Toronto led by our guide and naturalist for the day: Valentine. While driving to the park Valentine told us that the name Ushuaia comes from the Yámanan language; aia means bay, ush means looking to sunset. The Yámanan were nomadic Amerindian peoples who lived on the southernmost coastal and channel islands of Chile and Argentina. He also told us about Port Williams and the above mentioned title “disputes” of “southernmost” city vs village. He told us that part of the reason Ushuaia is so well populated is that the government subsidizes the cost of fuel thus keeping the cost of living much lower that it would otherwise be. Valentine also went on to explain that although the summers are quite cool, with average highs in the mid 50s and lows in the 40s, the winters are not much colder with highs in the 40s and lows in the 30s. He explained the reason for these moderate temperatures compared to cities of comparable latitude in North America, eg Saskatchewan in Canada, is because of the “ocean” conditions in the South vs “continental” conditions in the North. The ocean waters maintain temperatures more constant than the land masses.

One of the first things Valentine pointed out is the low tree line as compared to what we are used to seeing in the Rockies. The mountains here are mostly 2-3,000 feet, but the tree line is just at about 2,000 feet. That is because all of the trees here are from the same beach family and cannot grow above that altitude.

As we entered the Tierra del Fuego Parque National we saw several horses roaming about. Valentine explained that in Argentina, horses are often kept as pets and many owners do not have fences. There are no fences around the park. If a horse wanders into the park, the cost for retrieval is extremely high due to fines and fees for rangers to catch the horse, so owners often relinquish the horse to the park.

Once in the park, the horses often form herds and foals are delivered yearly. We were fortunate to see a couple of this year’s foals.

We were informed by the rangers that due to high winds and risk of falling trees along the coast, our planned route was closed for the day. We were rerouted to the Senda Pampa Alta.

Off we set for our approximately 4 mile hike into the woods. Along the way Valentine informed us that this is the southernmost and one of the youngest forests in the world because this land mass was one of the last to melt after the ice age. Because of the cool temperatures, all life evolves slowly here. Leaves take about 2 years to decompose, trees about 200 years. Between its young age and the slow decomposition, the forest floor is only about 4 inches thick. The tree roots are shallow and must grow laterally because they cannot grow into the ice age rock below (making hiking challenging avoiding them constantly). The first part of our hike contained all very young trees. It takes trees 120 years to reach full maturity.

Valentine explained that there are few bird species in these woods due to a dearth of insects, no ants. The bird species here include condors, caracaras, albatross, petrols, finches, thrushes, and the Magellanic woodpeckers. We were not fortunate enough to see a Magellanic woodpecker, but he did point out a tree stump with holes made from the woodpecker seeking the giant worms therein.

Valentine talking about woodpeckers and worms

Varieties of flora we saw along the way included some orchids

and the edible chaura berries

and the also edible diddle-dee berries

Many trees had an outcropped ring, a reaction by the tree to a fungal parasite. When the infection reaches maturity, little yellow balls are formed which produce at their center a fluid, chauchau (sweetsweet) that is edible to the birds.

The formed balls develop holes through which their reproductive spores escape.

Once we reached the apex of our hike, we were treated to panoramic views including some of the first glaciers we were to see.

The distant mountains to the west are part of the Darwin Range.

While up here Valentine explained the geography in better detail. Patagonia (named for “area with big footed inhabitants” because the original Spanish explorers saw large footprints in the sand made by the Yáman, whose feet were about the size of the average US basketball player) is divided into the Chilean side and the Argentinian side by the Andes mountains. The Chilean side is generally lush with plentiful rainfall from the Pacific Ocean. The Argentinian side is 90% desert because the mountains block the rain. Ushuaia is in the lush 10%. The lower portion of Patagonia is an island (divided into the Chilean west and Argentinian east) called Tierra del Fuego (Land of the Fires) because the original Spanish explorers saw the smoke of the fires of the Yáman and thought they were volcanoes. Tierra del Fuego Province is an island bordered by the Strait of Magellan to its north and the Beagle Channel to the south.

As we headed down the south side of the hike, we passed an area with many dead trees. Valentine told us that the fauna are even fewer than the flora and originally included pumas, foxes, and llamas, which had crossed the strait of Magellan before it melted. But when sheep and cattle were introduced by farmers, the pumas were predators and therefore killed off. Then in 1946 20 beaver couples, ie 40 total beavers, from Canada were introduced hoping to start a fur industry. But as the beavers adapted to the milder climate, theirs skins became thinner and the pelts were no longer desirable. With no human hunters and no natural predators, their numbers have increased to over 200,000 today. The dams they build create areas of standing water which choke the oxygen out of the roots and the trees die still standing.

As we reached the bottom, we again passed through a young area of the forest.

And finally we came out into the channel.

We then boarded our little bus and headed to lunch.

Lunch was a delicious beef stew and Argentinian Malbec. Eric and I happened to sit across from a young Brazilian couple who turned out to both be doctors! We spent the meal comparing healthcare systems.

After lunch it was time for our paddle trip on the river. First we had to don the gear.

Once on the boat Valentine took a selfie of our group.

The mountain in the background is Condor Mountain in Chile.

Once we reached the end, we had a view of the channel.

This is also the end of the PanAmerican highway which travels 18,000km (11,185 miles) through Alaska.

After our long day of outdoor exercise we treated ourselves to another Tierra del Fuego specialty: grilled lamb, unbelievably good.

The lambs can be seen from outside the restaurant grilling over the open fire (not my best photo due to the glass).

We were up and out by 6:30 the following morning to board a bus for our nearly 2 hour ride through the Fuegian forest (named for the Fuegian peoples, the original inhabitants, of which the Yáman mentioned above are one tribe), past peat valleys and a ski resort (there are 17 ski resorts in Argentina), over the mountains to the Estancia Haberton (Haberton Ranch).

Once at the ranch our group of 40 was divided into two. We were in the first group to board the boat to Martillo Island, ie “Isla Yécapasela” (Penguin Island).

The island is owned by the farming Haberton family. Originally the family used the island for grazing sheep. One year, after weeks of continuous snow, the height of the snow reached over 10 feet, and all of the sheep on the island died. The island already had a few pairs of nesting penguins, but subsequently the population has grown significantly. The family now restricts visitors to the island to 20 at a time and only a few visits a day. We were instructed by our guide how best to visit the penguins without alarming them.

There are two species of penguins currently nesting on the island, one migratory, the other not. The migratory species, the Magellanic penguin, are the dominant species here. It is the southernmost colony of this species in Argentina. The number of breeding pairs on Martillo Island has been constantly increasing year after year, rising from 519 in 1992 to over 7,200 currently.

The soil on the Fuegian Islands is peaty and soft, with a high content of organic matter. This allows the species to maintain a high proportion of nesting caves of considerable size, sometimes exceeding three feet in length. The green sticks marking the burrows are those of researchers who have cameras recording the nesting and mating habits. The males and juveniles are the first to return to the island starting in September. The penguins generally will return to the same nest every year although the juvenile males may try to fight for them rather than build new. If the egg is successful, after migrating up the Atlantic coast of Argentina, always within 150 feet of shore, they will return and choose the same partner the following year.

The penguins generally lay two eggs a year, but usually only one will reach adulthood. The eggs are laid in mid October and take 35 days to hatch. Both partners take turns both on the nest and subsequently feeding the juveniles for 70-100 days. The juveniles grow very fast reaching their adult size in about 60 days. The juveniles can be discerned because they have no vertical black stripe on their chest.

All penguins are white on the bottom and black on top, an adaptation that camouflages them from predators while swimming. The other species found on Martillo Island is a subspecies of the gentoo penguin, identifiable by the white patch behind its eye. They have red or orange beaks and feet. They can grow to 30-36 inches, making them second to the Emperor penguin in height. They have a life expectancy of up to 23 years in the wild. The gentoo are the fastest swimming penguins in the world reaching speeds up to 22 miles per hour. Another fun fact: they poop every 20 minutes.

Here is the only breeding colony in South America of this subspecies. The colony has grown from a single pair in 1992 to over 180 currently on the island. They do not migrate. They are able to cohabitate with the Magellanic penguins because they do not fight for nesting space. Whereas the Magellanic penguins require soft ground to dig their nests, the gentoo need firm ground and build nests on the surface using pebbles and shells.

Currently the both species are molting, a process that requires 10-15 days.

They fast while molting because they are not yet waterproof and therefore cannot fish. While they are fasting they sometimes regurgitate stomach bile leading to the greenish hue seen on their underside.

The gentoo juveniles have a grey fuzz, not real feathers yet like the one in the far middle below.

No they are not looking at us looking at them. The gentoo hate the wind and stand with their backs to it.

While on the island we also had the great luck to see not one, but five condors flying overhead. With a wingspan of nearly 11 feet, Andean condors are one of the world’s largest flying birds. My pictures are unfortunately of poor focus because they are so high in the sky.

Our hour on the island had flown by, and the boat returned for us carrying the other 20 visitors. Note how they cluster into a group as, we had also been instructed; as a group we are not perceived as predators as we would be as individuals. I only wish I could include videos here; they are so much fun to watch swimming and playing in the waves.

Once back at the Haberton Ranch were were treated to an hour-long tour of the museum and research facility of aquatic mammals and birds.

Here skeletons of animals found dead are cleaned

and studied.

One fun fact we learned is that killer whales are the only mammals besides humans to go through menopause. The grandma whale’s role is to teach the pups how to hunt.

Once the boat returned with our other half, we boarded the bus back for the nearly two hour return trip to Ushuaia where we had a delicious lunch prior to embarking a boat for our afternoon tour of the Beagle Channel. We noted the many cruise ships, all of 300 passengers or less to protect the biodiversity, headed for Antartica.

There is no net fishing in the Beagle Channel to protect the biodiversity. Tourism is the third largest source of income for the province behind fuel and fishing. Manufacturing is the fourth.

Our first stop was Cormorant Island, a meeting ground for the Imperial cormorants. Although they look like penguins: black on top and white on the bottom, they are actually more closely related to pelicans. They can be distinguished visually from penguins in that they fly while penguins cannot. They nest on the surface but unlike penguins, they do not use pebbles or shells but rather feathers, sticks, seaweed, ie softer items. The Imperial species can be recognized by their white collar and chest. After seagulls, they are the second most numerous sea birds locally .

Our next stop was to visit Rocker Cormorants, much smaller than the Imperials; they nest on cliffs. They can be distinguished by their black collar, black heads, and red rings around their eyes which grow larger in size during mating season.

Both species of cormorants live about 10 years. They reach maturity at about age 3, then the males become scouters looking for a nesting area. They mate for life. The young have a grey fuzz then molt and develop their mature colors at about the age of one year. On the third island we visited the two species cohabitate.

Next stop was  Les Eclaireurs (the Explorers) Lighthouse, named by French explorers who developed the site starting in 1918. The lighthouse was put into service on December 23, 1920 and currently is still in operation, is remote-controlled, automated, uninhabited and is not open to the public. Electricity is supplied by solar panels. 

On 22 January 1930, Monte Cervantes, a German cruise ship, departed Ushuaia and within 30 minutes struck some submerged rocks near the lighthouse. The ship could not be dislodged and began to sink. The lifeboats were lowered and 1,200 passengers and 350 crew were removed from the ship. Monte Cervantes sank 24 hours later, and while all the passengers and crew were able to leave the ship before she sank, her captain subsequently committed suicide. The remainder of the crew and all of the passengers were taken ashore with the help of seven Argentinian and three Chilean naval ships . At the time Ushuaia had a population of 800 inhabitants. They housed the 1,500 survivors for three days before another ship came for them. Today this small island is home to Imperial cormorants and sea lions.

Sea lions generally do not eat birds because they cannot digest feathers, so the two can live side by side. Sea lions generally eat fish.

South American male sea lions fast the full three months of the mating season because if they leave to hunt, they will loose their female partners. They can weigh up to 650 pounds. Babies are born with little fat and cannot swim; they must be fed at first. They can gain as much as ten pounds a day. Babies remain with their mother for up to one year. They do not reach full maturity, however, until about age six when they develop neck fur.

Our final stop in the channel was an island home to terns. South American terns are recognized by their black feathers on the top of their heads with all white bodies. They have red or orange beaks and feet. They are migratory and live here in the channel only for nesting. Like most sea birds, they mate for life. As a group they have an interesting behavior: to protect their young from predators, they make a huge screeching racket and fly en masse above their young. Again, I wish I could include a video.

We then had an added treat to see two-hair sea lions, so named because they have a second layer of hair, which is needed because they migrate even further south. They are smaller than South American sea lions, have smaller eyes and pointier noses.

The next day we flew to El Calafate and then transferred via a 3 hour van ride to El Chaltén, a village within Los Glaciares National Park in Argentina’s Santa Cruz province. It is a gateway to trails surrounding the peaks of Cerro Torre and Mount Fitz Roy. Founded in 1985 and with a current population of under 2,000, the village boasts worldwide popularity for the outdoor adventures available. Having arrived late in the day, we settled into our home for the next few days, Kaulem Hosteria, and headed straight for dinner, which was a delicious fresh trout covered in a spinach and mushroom gratin and accompanied with ratatouille, so yummy. Have I mentioned we are absolutely loving the food here?

Kaulem Hosteria

There are several popular trails from which to choose. The most popular is Cerro (Mountain) Fitz Roy trail to get closer to the famous mountain which looms over the town. Standing on the border with Chile at over 11,000 feet, it was first climbed in 1952. The first Europeans recorded as seeing Mount Fitz Roy were the Spanish explorers who reached the shores of Viedma Lake in 1783. Argentine explorer Francisco Moreno (1852-1919)  saw the mountain on 2 March 1877; he named it Fitz Roy in honor of Robert FitzRoy who, as captain of HMS Beagle, had travelled up the Santa Cruz River in 1834 and charted large parts of the Patagonian coast.

Cerro Fitz Roy

However that trail is considered advanced and is nearly 9 miles long round trip, so we chose the less difficult Láguna Torre route, headed for the lake, a 7 mile round trip. The hike starts past our hosteria at the base of town requiring stairs before even hitting the trail!

The start of the trail was a bit of a steep climb in a rocky, dry landscape despite rain the night prior.

Our first Mirador (lookout) was a view of the Las Vueltas River.

Las Vueltas River

and the Cascada (Waterfall) Margarita. Looking closely one can actually see three areas of waterfalls.

Cascada (Waterfall) Margarita

After about 1.8 miles of rocky uphill hiking, we reached the Mirador Cerro Tore (Lookout Mount Torre).

Unfortunately most of the mountains were covered in clouds.

We hiked about another half mile when we realized that realistically we could make it to the lake, but we were never going to make the entire roundtrip, so we turned back. The weather was cloudy and threatening rain. As we descended, we got a few glimpses of Fitz Roy peaking out from the clouds.

We again passed Cascada Margarita.

And enjoyed to river views of the descent. And finally El Chaltén came into sight.

We were a bit exhausted from the hike and were happy to enjoy a well deserved steak dinner, our first in Argentina, in town that night. The next day it rained on and off all day, but due to the challenging terrain of the hikes here, we were not too disappointed to be forced in to catch up on correspondences and mosey about town whenever there was a bit of a break in the weather.

The following day we headed by van back to El Calafate. We stopped about half way on the 2.5+ hour trip at Hotel La Leona.

We had stopped on our way there, but had not paid much attention. The hotel is so named (The Lioness) because in 1877, while camping here on the bank of the river, Francisco Moreno was attacked by a lioness.

The hotel was built in 1894 by Dutch immigrants. In 1905 Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid stayed here after robbing the Bank of England in Rio Gollegos. For decades the estancia (ranch) was a meeting point for gauchos (cowboys), the US equivalent to a stagecoach stop. Today it considers itself quite the crossroads.

We arrived late in the day to our hotel Blanca Patagonia

lobby Blanca Patagonia

situated high above Lake Argentina with beautiful views of the lake.

view from our room in Hotel Blanca Patagonia

Due to the lateness of the day, we headed right into town. With a current population of about 25,000, El Calafate is a town near the edge of the Southern Patagonian Ice Field in the Argentine province of Santa Cruz. It is mainly known as the gateway to Los Glaciares National Park. In ancient times the town was called something sounding very similar to its current name which was loosely translated from the indigenous aonikenk peoples as meaning “a place for depositing human goods,” ie a trading post. The town was founded in 1927 by the Argentinian government as a place for trading wool, which was the major industry in the area at the time. In 1937 the Parques Nacionales de los Glaciares was founded; the population at the time was about 100. The town has a long history with local ranchers, ie gauchos, who still can be seen in the streets.

and are celebrated in the local park.

Local artisans sell goods handmade in the traditions of the indigenous peoples.

We had dinner at a restaurant called Pura Vida. They serve dishes very typical to this region of Patagonia: stews and pot pies served in large cast iron dishes, each enough for two people.

In the morning we were up before sunrise.

and enjoyed breakfast, included in every hotel in which we have stayed so far, in a beautiful setting.

We were met early by Nadia, our guide for the day. We drove by Lake Argentina, with a surface over 580 square miles, it is the largest lake fully within the borders of Argentina and one the country’s southernmost large lakes. Sitting at an altitude of about 580 feet, the lake has a average depth of about 650 feet with a maximum depth over 2,000 feet. The lake is fed though channels to the west by outlet glaciers from the Southern Patagonia Ice Field that move toward the channels and calve icebergs into them. The lake maintains a temperature of about 40 degrees F all year. The lake is home to perch, which are indigenous and now also trout and salmon (Chinook salmon from Canada) which originally escaped from fish farms and have made their way into the lake. The Santa Cruz River drains from the bottom of Lake Argentina across the eastern steppes and ultimately into the Atlantic Ocean. Lago (Lake) Argentina was discovered and named by Francisco Moreno in 1877.

Lago Argentina

Nadia pointed out the native calafate plant growing nearby the lake. In the early summer the plants, which grow prodigiously in the region, produce blue berries that are incorporated into many products.

As we drove close to an hour, Nadia filled us in on more of the history of the area. From the 1880s to 1920s Argentina received a huge influx of immigrants from Europe. The middle of the country’s immigrants were mostly from Spain and Italy but those in Patagonia came mostly from the UK. Ranchers were given tens of thousands of acres for animals because due to the dryness of the land, 5-10 acres is required per animal for grazing. And even then, the animals must be moved often, which is what gave rise to the horseback riding gauchos and their friends: dogs. The cattle are mostly herefords; the sheep are mostly merino. Merino sheep can yield 9-11 pounds of wool per animal per year. The current buyers of the wool are first from Italy followed by the US then China. Benneton company currently owns over a million acres. In the 1930s with the invention of synthetics the price of wool dropped precipitously. The industry in the country turned to fuels: natural gas in Patagonia, oil in the middle of the country. For Santa Cruz the industry became gold, but it was not very prosperous.

Currently the largest industry in Santa Cruz is tourism. In the 1950s some French climbers discovered the nearby glaciers. In 1981 the Parques Nacionales de los Glaciares was declared a UNESCO world heritage site, which gave a huge boost to tourism. But the biggest boost to the influx of tourism and the local economy and population came when the El Calafate airport opened in 2001. Currently they receive 14-16 flights a day during the high season, 4-5 daily in the low season.

And finally we approached our destination for the day: the Perito Moreno Glacier. We got out for our first glimpse.

Perito Moreno Glacier

As we drove closer to the Perito Moreno Glacier Nadia explained that the Parques Nacionales Glaciares was founded in 1937 to protect the border with Chile, preserve the Southern Patagonian Ice Field (the huge mother of all the glaciers) and its glaciers (the country’s main source of fresh water), and the sub-Antarctic forests. The park was not initially created for tourism. Finally we reached the top of the access to the Perito Moreno Glacier. We spent the next over two hours traveling the extensive walkways, viewing the glacier from all sides, and learning more about it.

Covering 97 square miles with a length of 19 miles, the Perito Moreno Glacier is the third largest in the park, but it is the most accessible.

The glacier’s top sits at and altitude of 950 feet; its bottom is at an altitude of 650 feet. It moves at a rate of 6-7.5 feet a day. It takes 500 years for the ice to reach from the top to the bottom.

The streaks seen on the face of the glacier are from sediment picked up as the glacier moves. The are called morenas.

As we had seen in in the Parque Tierra del Fuego, the trees here are of the same beach family, but there are two species here: one deciduous the other an evergreen. The former has leaves significantly larger than the latter. The deciduous trees are turning color almost two months early this year because they have been stressed by drought. Both can be seen below.

The park has provided a extensive boardwalk system from which to view the glacier.

The glacier does not float on the lake, it stretches down and sits on solid bedrock. At the front it extends down about 150 feet but laterally it extends down as far as 750 feet. Facing the glacier the south wall is to our left, the north to our right. The south wall has a height of about 120 feet from the surface of the channel; the north has a height of about 210 feet. Because it is mostly protected by the mountains, the front of the glacier has been mostly stable or even grows some years, so the locals like to brag that it is the only glacier in the world not receding. But in fact it has become thinner and shallower through the years, so it is in fact shrinking.

The glacier is named for Francisco Moreno who was born in Buenos Aires in 1852. Perito means expert. Moreno is considered a hero in Argentina because he made the maps which at the time played an important role in the border disputes with Chile. For his work he was given by the Argentinian government extensive lands near Lake Nahuel Huapi in northern Patagonia. He then donated those lands back creating the first national park.

Perito Francisco Moreno never actually reached this glacier which bears his name. He did reach and name Lago Argentina, Lago San Martin, and Cerro Fitz Roy.

We stood for a long time watching and listening to the glacier calving small chunks from above and huge chunks that detach from the base. The sound is a cracking sound combined with thunder. The current of the water hitting the glacier at the surface sounds like lapping waves.

Nadia pointed out the tuft in the tree which is called false mistletoe ans is parasitic but does little actual damage to the tree.

Nadia shared that although she comes daily, she is never bored as the glacier is forever changing taking on new and more beautiful forms even hourly.

Nadia posing with me at the bottom of the walkways

At our closest point to the glacier we were about 600 feet away. From here one can appreciate the narrow space between the glacier and the rocks of our shore which connect the channels that flow from the south to the north. Between 1917, when observations first began and 2018, the most recent occurrence, that space has closed off several times. When that happens the Brazo Rico/Sur channel to the south becomes blocked and the water level rises as much as 75 feet in the past, 52 feet in the 2018 episode. The water erodes the surrounding land. Ultimately the pressure of the water creates tunnels in the glacier until the front collapses allowing the water to flow freely again.

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We climbed back to the top, had a quick snack, then headed for our boat trip to visit the glacier from the water.

Along the way Nadia pointed out that the layering visible in the rocks is caused by the glacier both carving and depositing sediment as it moves over the bedrock.

We added even more layers to be able to stand out on the boat’s deck as we approached the glacier.

I do not have a lot more to add other than the views of the glacier were spectacular. We sailed toward the southern face.

The blue color is an optical illusion caused by the density of the packed ice squeezing the air out. Air on the surface of frozen water cause all of the light waves to bounce back giving a white appearance. But the densely packed glacier allows the red and yellow waves to absorb allowing only the blue to reflect.

Each angle provides a different but awesome picture.

The largest icebergs were detached from the base. Only 10% of any iceberg can be seen floating above the surface; the rest remains below.

The littler icebergs fell from the top of the front of the glacier. The grey color of the water is due to unsettled sediment.

The boat guides pulled a few small icebergs on board for us to see and feel.

From this vantage point one can see how narrow is the space between the front of the glacier and the opposite shore through which one channel flows into the other.

It had been a long day. By the time we returned to Hotel Blanca Patagonia, we were ready for an early dinner. We hiked down to the lake’s edge to dine in Parilla Rustica. There I tried the calafate sour made from the blueberries of the plant to which we had been introduced hours earlier.

While enjoying a delicious grilled dinner, we were entertained by an Argentinian Tango.

The next morning we again beat the sun.

We were picked up early and driven with fellow passengers for the day to Port Moreno on Lago Argentina, baptized by Francisco Moreno in 1875. We boarded the boat for Estancia Cristina.

We travelled across Lago Argentina through its narrowest portion known as Hell’s Gate due to the high cross winds.

As we sailed towards the glaciers, we headed out onto the front deck to take a look around. We started to see our first icebergs floating in the lake.

and our first large iceberg of the day.

Boy was it cold out there!

While we were headed toward the Upsala Glacier, I took a moment to study the maps. The map below shows the town of El Calafate Port Bondero where we boarded near the bottom. On the southwest corner of the map is Perito Moreno Glacier that we visited yesterday.

Zooming in, north of the Glaciar Perito Moreno are the channels we will enter today; the furthest north and west channel goes to the Upsala Glacier, the one next to it goes to Estancia Cristina, which we will visit. Notice on the map how far past the Glaciar Beriacchi (the top left corner of the map) the Glaciar Upsala extends. This is an eight year old map.

The next map is a two-year-old map which shows the Glaciar Upsala only as far as the Glaciar Beriacchi.

The reality of today is that the Glaciar Upsala has receded beyond the base of Glaciar Beriacchi; they are no longer connected. The other glacier seen between the two is Glaciar Cono, which so far is still connected to Glaciar Upsala although there appears to be a border between them. And finally, the glaciers have come into view from the boat. The fronts of the three above referenced glaciers are visible, but whether or not they are connected is not discernible from this view.

or even this one

We sailed near a large iceberg.

We had reached the closest we were allowed to the glacier fronts.

But as the boat slowed and circled the icebergs while everyone snapped photos, it started to warm up a bit.

The icebergs are truly beautiful.

This picture gives an idea of scale; the bergs are huge!

Eric took a gorgeous panoramic view of the mountains reflected on the lake.

We then sailed up the adjoining channel to Estancia Cristina.

We boarded the largest 4×4 I have ever seen, so high it required a ladder to enter from the rear.

We drove for about 50 minutes toward the glacier on a road hand made by 40 men using pick axes and shovels, very bumpy. Along the way we saw large hillsides covered with fallen dead trees. We were told that over 80 years ago while trying to clear land for sheep and cattle grazing, a fire got out of control and decimated much of the forrest. As we had seen in other forests in Patagonia, decomposition happens very slowly here.

When the national park took over the land from the ranchers, they were asked to remove their animals. It was too expensive to relocate all of them, so many of the sheep and cattle were left behind. The assumption was that the animals would not last the winter. That was true for the sheep, which mostly became prey to the local pumas. But the cattle survived and now exist in the wild.

These are the eighth generation of wild cattle. They are purportedly aggressive toward tourists, but we only admired them through the windows of our 4×4.

We diembarked our 4×4 and began our trek toward the Upsala Glacier.

The landscape here is mostly that of Moraine terrain, a landscape created by glaciers and made of a variety of materials, including silt, boulders, sand, and clay. The resulting sediment is not conducive to vegetation. The smooth rocks were polished by the glaciers “glacier polish” or “pulimento glacier” in Spanish.

The striations are cut as the glaciers pass over the rocks.

Millions of years ago this area was under the sea. Fossils can still be found in the area.

And so we started our hike toward the Upsala Glacier.

We stopped to see a shelter maintained by the Ice Institute. It is for scientists or park rangers who, for whatever reason, need to spend the night in the area. When it was built in 1950, it was a 15 minute walk to the edge of the glacier. Today it is about an 8 hour walk.

The shelter is always open and availbale.

As we hiked we got our first glimpse of the Upsala Glaciar.

We continued along the path and were able to see the fronts of the Beriacchi Glacier on the left and the Cono Glacier on the right with the very front of the Upsala Glacier on the far right.

And finally the front of the Upsala Glacier as it is joined by the Cono Glacier at its front edge.

The Upsala Glacier at 197 feet long with a surface area of over 330 square miles, it is 3 times larger than the Perito Morena Glacier. It is the second largest in South America. Unlike the Perito Moreno Glacier, the Upsala Glacier is floating on the lake.

The glacier is named for Upsala, a Swedish university located 44-miles from the capital, Stockholm. It was the first university to sponsor glaciological studies in Los Glaciares National Park.

Glaciers must always be moving. For their formation and sustenance, they require rain, snow, cold, and wind.

Glaciers that are not valley glaciers are called hanging glaciers. In Argentina, they are named for the mountains upon which they sit like the one on North Mountain, seen below, the highest peak in the area at almost 9,000 feet.

We could not get enough of the beauty of this special place.

And oh the colors were spectacular, or as they say in Argentina, “buonisimo!”

especially the colors in the rocks due to all the minerals contained therein.

We reluctantly made our way back to our 4×4 and the return bumpy and windy 50 minute trip back to Estancia Cristina.

There a delicious lunch of local specialties including squash soup, guanoco meatballs, lamb, grilled veggies, and fried parmesan cheese was waiting for us in the restaurant.

When asked about the human effect of global warming vs the natural evolution of the planet warming, our guide carefully responded with “my government and the park service require me to say that the data is uncertain.” To determine the rate of decrease in size of the world’s glaciers, one must study both the accumulation zone as well as the front of the glacier. The “accumulation zone” refers to the upper part of a glacier where more snow accumulates than melts, typically at higher altitudes, while the “front of a glacier” is the very edge or terminus of the glacier, which is the lowest point where the ice reaches and is where most melting and calving occurs, marking the boundary between the glacier and the surrounding land. The following data that appeared on a wall chart in the restaurant supports the effect of “human related global warming” on the shrinking of the glaciers. This is important because the Southern Patagonian Ice Field is the third largest source of global fresh water behind Antarctica and Greenland.

After lunch we were given a tour of the ranch and its museum. In Patagonia estancias have a historical as well as economic significance. In the mid nineteenth century the decision was made to boost an agricultural big-scale production as the base for the country’s flourishing economy. Lands in remote areas appropriated from the native peoples were given as farms to mostly European immigrants. The Homestead Act of 1884 established an amount of 20,000 hectares (about 50,000 acres) to be given each family for wool production. As long as the taxes were paid, after a period of 30 years the family would own the property. Percival Masters was moored in Punta Arenas, Chile in 1900 when he and his then girlfriend Jessie heard of the possibility of gold in Patagonia. They made their way here only to find pyrite, “fools gold.” Upon hearing of the possibility of land ownership for wool production, they moved to this western part of Santa Cruz. They arrived in 1914 with children Herbert age 4 and Cristina 9 and lived in a tent for the first year then built this small home, which took 9 months to build.

The inside is this one small room.

This is the original heater.

In 1919 they moved into this larger home which they surrounded with trees and shrubs to block the persistent strong winds. Only the front of the house now is the original. Originally the name of the farm was Estancia Masters, but is was changed to Estancia Cristina to honor their daughter after she passed away in 1924 from pneumonia.

Inside the museum we can see what their kitchen looked like.

Sheep were brought to Patagonia from Buenos Aires, where they had been introduced from Islas Molvinas, in large herds traveling for many miles and for many months, sometimes up to two years. In 1900 there were 74 million sheep in Patagonia. Today there are about 12 million.

Initially the shearing was done by hand, which took about 10-15 minutes.

But with the invention of the motorized shaver, the shearing process was reduced to 3-5 minutes.

The wool needed to make it to market. A ship was built by the family in 1962 using a blueprint from the Popular Mechanics Magazine.

In 1937 the farm became part of the national park, so the family could not fulfill the term of their ownership. Instead they received a yearly renewable permit to farm the land as long as a member of the family remained on the land. In 1953 the Institute of Ice was formed to study and preserve the territory. Herbert became a guide for the institute in the 1950s. He lived his life on the farm with his parents who both lived well into their 90s. In 1966 Herbert brought Janet Hermingston to the farm to help with his aging parents. Janet fell in love with the farm and remained after Percival and Jessie passed away. At the age of 82 Herbert married Janet so she would become family and could remain on the farm after he passed away which he did in 1984 of lung cancer, having been a lifelong smoker. Prior to his death Herbert and Janet had worked the farm together, but after he died in 1984 the wool production ceased completely. In the 1950s the area started to become an attraction for climbers and scientists. In 1985 Janet began a Bed and Breakfast and changed the permit to one for tourism, but at that time she had to get rid of all of the animals. Janet worked with some of those more famous climbers including Pedro and Jorge Skvarca, Eric Shipton, and Cosimo Ferrari to create the Estancia Cristina of today: a place for tourists, climbers, and travelers. Janet passed away in 1997. Estancia Cristina is now owned by a corporation that has been granted rights to continue the tourism operations within the confines of the national park. For those staying at the ranch, horseback riding is an option.

And finally it was time to say goodbye.

and reboard the boat back to El Calafate.

And all of that was just our first week in Argentina!

Curaçao: January 5-29, 2025

The minute we stepped off the plane in Curaçao we were greeted with the warm humid air that was to be our constant in the coming weeks. We jumped into our 2 door mini jeep

and headed to the Blue Bay Golf & Beach resort, our new home away. The resort has all kinds of accomodations from hotel style to homes. We were in villa 2 near the beach.

We had a spacious interior and a wrap around deck. The only drawback was no screens on the windows and no air conditioning in the main room (there was air conditioning in the bedrooms for sleeping, thank goodness), and around dusk the mosquitoes got a bit vicious every evening despite the mosquito trap, fans, and spray.

We headed right to the beach with its plentiful 4 restaurants from which to choose. We had dinner on the beach before we even headed to the grocery store, which was very nearby. We spent the majority of our time over the next few weeks enjoying our little beach at Blue Bay. There were plenty of chairs and lots of shade.

Our villa was not only a short walk to the beach, it also was near the golf course with its beautiful views. (Yes, those are flamingoes in the pond).

Near the clubhouse is an outdoor sculpture garden which we would enjoy as we walked around for some exercise on occasion.

And no resort is complete without the resident cat house. The cats are maintained and purposed with keeping the “little creatures” population at bay, a task at which they seemed successful.

We did head into town our first week to check out the local sights. Heading into town we passed the Cruise Ship Terminal. Big cruise ships are a daily sight this time of year. At sunset they can be seen heading out.

We headed to town and stopped in front of Town Hall.

Dushi means sweet. We never did figure out its significance in Curaçao, but we saw signs everywhere.

We were glad we got to town early in our stay, because the town was still decorated for Christmas.

After figuring out how to pay for parking, no small feat because only local coins, guilders, are accepted, we strolled around Willemstad. We made our way down the main street to the famous Queen Emma Bridge (affectionately known as the “Swinging Old Lady”), a pontoon bridge across the Sin Anna Bay. It connects the Punda and Otrabanda quarters of the capital city, Willemstad. 

We walked across to Otrabanda, which literally means “other side.” The local language is Papiamentu, which is curiously a mix of Portuguese and Creole. Otrabanda, fouded in 1707, is a UNESCO World Heritage Site. It was also still dressed for Christmas.

The flagpole in the center of the above picture is part of a monument commemorating the history of Curaçao. From there we learned that Curaçao’s history begins with the Arawak and Caquetio Amerindians; the island becoming a Spanish colony after a 1499 expedition. Though labelled “the useless island” due to its poor agricultural yield and lack of precious metals, it later became a strategic cattle ranching area. When the Dutch colonized the island in 1634, they shifted the island’s focus to trade and shipping and later made it a hub of the Atlantic slave trade.  Members of the Jewish community, fleeing persecution in Europe, settled here and significantly influenced the economy and culture.

The island now is a constituent island country within the Kingdom of Netherlands. The official language is Dutch, but the locals prefer Papiamentu and also speak English and Spanish. By 1515 all of the indigenous peoples had been sold from the island as slaves.

From there we got our first view of the Punda (City) side of the Willemstad waterfront.

Queen Emma Bridge

We walked back to the Punda side and stopped to take pics of the heart locks.

From the Queen Emma Bridge we also took a picture of the Queen Julianna Bridge which we had crossed by car coming into town. The Queen Julianna Bridge opened in 1974; at its apex it is 185 feet above the water.

Queen Julianna Bridge

We continued to meander through the streets on the Punda side of Willemstad. We found cute shops

decorative alleys

an open air market

and lots of murals.

There is even a mural on the restrooms.

There are also an abundance of statues both whimsical

and classic.

Luis Brión (1782-1821) of Curaçao was a businessman who fought for the independence of Venezuela

But most striking are the large women statues scattered throughout the town.

Chichi is a hand-painted Caribbean figure that represents the strength, beauty, and spirit of Caribbean women. The word “Chichi” is Papiamentu for “big sister”.  Chichi is a much appreciated female role model in the Caribbean community. She represents the eldest daughter of the family, who binds the family together in a loving and caring way. The handmade sculpture shows both the vibrancy and the power the older sister has on the family. At the same time, it shows the openness and warm-heartedness of an older sister. She’s the person that supports the mom, takes care of the little siblings, and takes on a lot of responsibilities aside from the parents. Chichi sculptures are made at Serena’s Art Factory in Curaçao. They were started as a crowdfunding source during the pandemic lockdown in 2020. Over 60 local women hand-paint the sculptures in their own colorful styles. 

There is one in front of a mural outside a shop, such an artistically creative place.

We also found the Mikvé Irael-Emanuel Synagogue. Established in 1651, it is the oldest synagogue in the Americas that is still in use.

Mikvé Irael-Emanuel Synagogue

There is so much to see and do, we did not have a chance to do it all. The Maritime Museum, near the open market, seemed never to be open when we passed.

But we were impressed with the engineering of the bridge to get to it.

On a subsequent trip to town, while enjoying lunch along the waterfront, we had the good fortune of seeing the Queen Emma Bridge open for a passing boat.

It swings open even when there are people on it!

When not on the beach or in town, we spent some time sightseeing. Just about 3/4 of a mile from our Blue Bay resort is a Flamingo Habitat on the side of the road.

One day we drove all the way to the western most tip of the island, aptly named Westpunt (Westpoint). We signed up for an afternoon boat dive the following week. We had passed a couple of national parks along the way, so when we returned for the dive, we left early enough to explore one of the parks on the way. The Shete Boka National Park is almost 6 miles of the rocky wave-exposed north coast of the island. The park has approximately 10 pocket bays where 3 species of sea turtles are known to lay eggs.

Alas, we had to cut our shore hike short because we had booked a boat dive with Go West Divers, located at Playa Kalki in Westpunt.

There I saw a sign on a tree I had never seen before. It not only warned against eating the fruit, it warned against standing under the tree during rain because of the toxins.

The dive was good, and by then we had worked up a serious appetite. We stopped for fresh fish at a delicious open air restaurant at Playa Forti.

The sign there warned against cliff diving, as if…!

I have not said much on the subject of the beaches. Curaçao has 37 beaches. In our first days of exploration we visited a few including those by Jan Thiel on the south side of the island. What we found is that most beaches charge a fee, at the least for the chairs. And most are somewhat small. Since our beach at Blue Bay was free for our use and had plenty of shade, we found little reason to continue to seek out others.

Blue Bay Beach

As I have mentioned, the was a bar which featured live entertainment every Friday night.

Ronde Bar Blue Bay Beach

We had some aggressive iguanas, think food and pigeons.

We even had our own Chi Chi statue.

Enlightenment by Sandra Hay

Sunsets were particularly gogeous.

And did I mention there were 4 restaurants on the beach? One was pizza, one a bar, one a typical restaurant. But one, the Brass Boer, was particularly delicious and special.

Brass Boer Restaurant entrance

They served in a manner that we were to come to learn is somewhat typical in Curaçao. The portions are about the same as an appetizer, smaller than a typical main dish and meant for sharing. They recommended 2-3 per person. Including dessert, we orderd 6, each served separately, so the experience lasts a couple of hours, so relaxing and what a luxurious way to eat while sitting on the beach.

My brother Treves and his wife Kim joined us for our last week in Curaçao. We took the opportunity of having guests to return to Willemstad for a walk at night to see the lights.

We also took them to the flamingo habitat

and used the opportunity for a drone selfie of the four of us.

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We continued to enjoy sunset drinks at the beach.

For a new adventure, we headed to a distillery. From their website: “A visit to the Curacao Liqueur Distillery at Landhuis Chobolobo is a journey through the history of Curacao and the distillation process of the world-famous Blue Curacao Liqueur.” The tour starts outside Landhuis Chobolobo, an iconic 19th-century country mansion.

Landhuis Chobolobo

Our tour guide first told us how to identify the “genuine” Blue Curaçao by the bottle.

He then explained the history of the liqueur, which is dependent on the Lahara fruit. The Laraha fruit is a result of Spanish explorers bringing sweet Valencia orange trees to Curaçao in the 1520s. The trees did not thrive in the arid climate and soil conditions and mutated into the Laraha fruit. The dried peels of the laraha, however, were discovered to be pleasantly aromatic, and experimentation with the extracts of these peels led to the creation of Curaçao liqueur.

We had a peek into the bottling facility of the insect repellent also made from the fuit.

Then we were taken into the factory.

There we learned first of the early history of the island.

the fruit

and the Dutch settlers

Finally we learned about the Senior family, owners of the distillery.

and the history of Jews from the Netherlands to Curaçao.

The Senior family has remained faithful to their Jewish origins, and the liqueur retains its kosher methods of production and status. Our guide explained the entire process of making the liqueur from cane sugar and spices into the copper still which is the original and is 120 years old.

The lahara rinds are peeled and dried in a gunny sack for 5 days, then mixed with spices

and cane sugar,

then in the still for 10 days.

Color may be added to the resultant liquid,

which is then bottled, sealed, and labeled by hand.

There are now also some additional flavors like tamarind and coffee.

The liqueur is 60 proof, ie 30% alcohol. The yield is 500,000 bottles a year. There are also other uses for the formula including a refreshing body spray and an insect repellent.

Upon completion of the factory tour, we were led to the patio to enjor a cocktail of our choosing using any of the liqueurs.

The afternoon was delightful. We were joined by some birds feeding in a nearby tree.

Of course we exited through the shop where we learned that the liqueur has won awards in the past.

Having skipped lunch, we headed to Piscasdora for an early dinner at De Visserij, a humble beachside fresh fish restaurant, so delicious.

and a sense of humor.

With Treves and Kim in tow, we also returned to Westpunt. We had planned to visit the other national park: Christoffel. But when we arrived we were informed that it was too hot for the very long hiking trails; it was for driving only. So instead we headed back to Shete Boka, some of which had been closed on our first visit anyway due to rough seas.

This time we were able to head to Boka Tabla

and visit the caves

We noted the numerous fossils

and hiked the extensive coastline.

Treves pointed out that if turned away from the coast, the landscape could be used for a SciFi representation of the moon or Mars.

We hiked all the way out to the Natural Bridge.

We were all impressed at what a great job the parks service did of making the rugged landscape negotiable while maintaining its natural beauty with little disturbance of the environs.

I took note of the many and healthy cacti

and succulents species along the way.

Finally we made our way back to Boka Pistol that had so enthralled us on our first visit.

We drove the rest of the way around the western point. As we passed Playa Forti, the local church called out to me, so we made a stop.

And now I knew why I loved this little church..

One of the most popular beaches on the island is Grotte Knip (Kenepa Grande) so we swung by to see for ourselves. It did not disappoint.

Look at the color of that water, ahhh…

We made it back in time for another gorgeous sunset with drinks on the beach.

In the final days we mostly hung out on the beach or the porch.

Blue Bay has a dive shop right on the beach. When the mood struck Eric and me, we rented tanks and weights and headed right into the bay with the snorkelers for a quick SCUBA dive below.

On Kim’s birthday we headed into town to Fort Nassau Restaurant. Fort Nassau was built in 1797 to defend the island from enemy attacks. The Fort was originally named Fort Republic until The British invaded the island in 1807 and gained control of the town and all its Forts. To honor England’s King the British changed the name to Fort George. In 1816 the island was given back to the Dutch. In honor of the Dutch Royal family the Fort was renamed Fort Orange Nassau.

Today the Fort plays a vital role for the harbor (it is from here the harbor master signals to the myriad of incoming and outgoing vessels). In 1959, The Monument Foundation of Curacao declared Fort Nassau a National Monument. .

The canons along the Fort walls, the former Fort prison and the primitive toilet used by the soldiers are testimonials to the period in which Fort Nassau was on duty long ago.

For our final night we went for our first repeat dinner at a restaurant because it was soooo very good.

Dinner was served in the multi small sharing plates fashion we had grown to love here. And it did not disappoint.

Once again it was time to say goodbye to a place we had grown to love.

Italy: Veneto Region: Verona Oct. 31- Nov. 2, 2024; Venice Nov. 3-8

After dragging ourselves away from Modena, we arrived in Verona late in the day. We had booked an AirBnb that turned out to be about a half hour from the old city, so we stayed in for the night and did not venture into Verona until morning when we had a walking tour booked. We met our guide Lucia in front of the ancient Roman amphitheater.

Verona Amphitheater

The amphitheater is in the city’s largest plaza, Piazza Bra, and is directly across from Palazzo Barbieri, which currently functions as Verona’s city hall.

Palazzo Barbieri

Lucia explained to us that Verona had been established by the Romans from at least 300 BC and remained under their control until the 12th century at which time it was ruled by various consuls until the 15th century when it was ruled by the Scaligeri family, then, by marriage, the Visconti family. Together they ruled from the 15th to the 18th century when Napoleon took over, then Austria after Napoleon’s defeat, until 1822 when it became independent again until Italy united in 1866. The city received UNESCO World Heritage status in 2000 due it’s urban structure and architecture.

Lucia told us that the amphitheater was built by the Romans in the first century, is currently the third largest in Italy. In its day it could hold over 25,000 spectators. At that time it was outside the city walls. The events which took place inside the arena were brutal. They used sand on the floor to sop up the blood. By the 5th century the ludi shows (gladiator fighting) was stopped. In Roman times there was an outer ring, very little of which remains today. The stones were used to extend the wall of the city to include the arena. The arena lost even more stones during the earthquake in the 12th century after which time it became illegal to remove stones.

In Roman times the inner arches were used both for prostitutes to stand under and to display art. In 1913 Aida was the first opera performed in the arena and now is performed every year there. The arena is used throughout the year for performances but is currently, unfortunately, closed for rennovations.

Lucia then showed us a map of the city from medieval times. The city was well protected by the hill across the river and the river itself. River Adige, the second longest in Italy, circles the city on three sides forming a protective peninsula. The map also shows the large central plaza, Piazza Bra, which means wide, crossed by both main streets: Corso Cavour and .

The municipal walls of Verona, recognizable due to their scalloped shape, were the defensive walls erected starting in the 12th century to the south of the historic city center to connect the Piazza Bra and the arena with the rest of the city using the stones from the outer ring of the arena.

Portoni della Bra

We passed The Basilica di San Zeno, a minor basilica constructed first in 967 as a shrine to St. Zeno, Verona’s patron saint, but then destroyed in the 12th century earthquake, and rebuilt in 1120s. Its fame rests partly on its Romanesque architecture and partly upon the tradition that its crypt was the place of the marriage of Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet (more on them later). 

Castlevecchio (Old Castle) was the first castle built in Verona; it was erected in the 14th century for the Scaligeri family. It is a vast military fortification with high defensive towers, and it also had a residence for the Scaligeris. At the time it became an instant standard for military architecture because it had a double wall, considered double strong. But first Napoleon destroyed the castle, then it received heavy destruction during WWII. Today it has been renovated and houses important collections of medieval, Renaissance, and modern art. 

As we walked from Castlevecchio Lucia explained that porticos became very popular in the region, adopted from Bologna architecture, where they are most commonly found (although we have seen them even in Bern, Switzerland).

Next she showed us The Castelvecchio Bridge, a three-arched crenellated and fortified structure, which is an outstanding example of 14th-century military engineering. Two of the arches have survived intact. The bridge, like most bridges in Italy, was destroyed by retreating Germans at the end of WWII. The third arch was rebuilt larger to accommodate bigger boats.

Castelvecchio Bridge

Just beside Castlevecchio now stands the Arch of Gavi, a very rare case of an honorary and monumental arch for private use in Roman architecture. It was built around the middle of the first century, originally near the clock tower and was used as a gate to the city. During the Renaissance it was one of the most highly prized of Verona’s antiquities. Napoleon’s armies destroyed it in 1805 because it impaired the movement of its troops into the city. Due to its popularity, numerous reliefs had previously been produced which made it possible for it to be reassembled by anastylosis and restored in 1932 in its current location. The black stones beneath the arch were originally on the first century Roman road.

Arch of Gavi

Porta Borsari is one of the gates that opened along the Roman walls of Verona and constituted the main entrance to the Roman city. Borsari is the Roman term for soldiers to whom taxes are paid. The gate is now missing the original two towers, It is now covered for cleaning.

Porta Borsari

On the street in front of Porta Borsari Lucia pointed out the swirl of an ancient snail fossil, evidence of the area once having been a sea bed. The pink and white stone originates from Verona.

The industrial zone of the medieval city was very wool based. During the 13th century the activity of the Veronese wool industry became increasingly significant, to the point that the production techniques and finished products became highly sought after in the various markets of northern and central Italy. Corte Sgarzerie is a monumental complex linked to the working of wool. Underneath the square porticos from Roman times have been found and are now archaeologic sites open to the public.

Corte Sgarzerie 

Finally we made our way to Piazza delle Erbe (Market’s square), which was the town’s forum in Roman times. The northern side of the square is occupied by the ancient town hall, the 12th century Torre dei Lamberti (Lamberti Tower), the Casa dei Giudici (Judges’ Hall) and the frescoed Mazzanti Houses.

Piazza delle Erbe with Torre Lamberti

The fresco decors on the outer walls of buildings that we see today were made in the 16th century, but the practice began in medieval times as a less expensive way to appear wealthy for those who could not afford marble.

Piazza delle Erbe today looks very different than it did in Roman times. One of the biggest differences are all the winged lions, which are the symbol of the St. Mark, Veneto’s patron saint, therefore the symbol of the Republic of Venice. They were placed in Verona by the Venetians. The western side of Piazza delle Erbe features the Baroque Palazzo Maffei, decorated by statues of Greek gods. It is faced by a white marble column, on which is St. Mark’s Lion. 

Palazzo Maffei

There are other winged lions around the square.

 On the southern side is the crenellated Casa dei Mercanti  (House of the Merchants), now the seat of the Banca Popolare di Verona.  Today the square still has markets regularly.

The square’s most ancient monument is the fountain built in 1368 for the Scala family surmounted by a statue: Madonna Verona which is Roman and dates to 380 AD.

Another historical monument in the square is the capitello. In the past its function was twofold: on the one hand as a place used for the election of the Lords and Podestas of the city and as a place to deliver news. Also it was used as a meter, the standard for measurement for the merchants, as can still be seen in the intact parts of the capital.

Passing from Piazza dei Erbe into Piazza dei Signori, we passed beneath another remnant of the ancient sea: another whale bone. As in Modena, it was hung as a protector for the city.

Piazza dei Signori has several important Romanesque buildings including Palazzo Domus Nova, formerly city hall, currently a museum, and La Casa della Pietà, formerly a private home and now a home for the less fortunate children.

In the center of the square is a statue of Dante.

On the edge of the square is a preserved portion of the original Roman road.

Straddling the two squares is the The Palazzo della Ragione (Palace of Reason), so named because during the rule of the Republic of Venice, it housed the court. It was built in the late 12th century.

The Palazzo della Ragione

Beyond Piazza dei Signori are the Scaliger Tombs, a group of five Gothic funerary monuments celebrating the Scaliger family, dating from the 13th to the late 14th century. The tombs are located in a court outside the church of Santa Maria Antica, the private church of the della Scala family, and separated from the street by a wall with iron grilles.

Scaliger Tombs

The tombs are placed within an enclosure of wrought iron grilles decorated with a stair motif, referring to the name of the Della Scala family, meaning “of the stairs” in Italian.

Across from the Scaliger Tombs is the medieval house of Romeo. At the time Shakespeare wrote “Romeo and Juliet,” it was known that Romeo’s family was a real family from Verona. However, there is no real evidence that this home was truly his home. A private family resides there now; it is closed to the public.

There is also no evidence that Juliet’s family was real or if so that they ever lived in Verona. However, that has not deterred thousands of Juliet fans from flocking to Verona yearly to see their romantic sites in the play. The Juliet Fan Club has placed little reliefs around the town denoting locales mentioned in scenes of the play.

 Basilica di Santa Anastasia (Basilica of Saint Anastasia), is the largest church in Verona, but is not a cathedral. Construction was started in the 15th century by the della Scala family, but when they lost their fortune, building was stopped, and the church was never finished.

The state high school “Scipione Maffei,” established in 1804 is the first Napoleonic high school established in Veneto.

Scipione Maffei

The last stop on our walking tour was in a square with a view of St. Mark’s Hill. Lucia highly recommended that we cross the bridge and climb the hill for the views of the city.

St. Mark’s Hill

To get there we needed to cross the Pietra Bridge, a stone bridge which is the oldest in Verona. A wooden bridge had been placed there in 148 BC, but later replaced with a stone one. Despite damage through the centuries due to flooding and bombing (WWII), two of the arches have survived intact.

Pietra Bridge

Once across we rode the tram to the top, had lunch at the cafe and enjoyed the views.

From up high, the bend of the river surrounding and protecting the city is clear.

In the late afternoon, we strolled around the city a bit more.

Now that we were aware of the della Scala stair symbol, we saw it everywhere.

The next day was sunny and warm, and we headed to Lake Garda, as did the rest of Italy. All Saints Day is a Bank Holiday in Italy which meant a three day weekend with glorious weather! The traffic was unbelievable. The crowds seemed consistent with those of the summer. We were headed to Sirmione on the end of the peninsula at the southern end of the lake. As we neared and huge crowds were walking from much further away, we feared we would not find parking and would be stuck in a quagmire of traffic. As we passed Villa Pioppi, the restaurant opened for the day. We were waved over by the staff and told we could park all day for €8, and if we ate at the restaurant, it would be credited toward our bill. What luck! We happily paid and merrily joined the sea of people streaming toward Sirmione.

The big attraction is The Castello Scaligero di Sirmione, (Scaligero Castle), a fortress from the Scaliger era. It is one of Italy’s best preserved castles. It was built in the latter half of the 14th century for the Della Scala (Scaligeri) family.

We joined the very long queue to enter the castle. We noted the Della Scala stair symbol and the Winged Lion of Veneto.

We entered through the drawbridge.

The castle is amazingly well preserved.

We climbed to the first level and took a look out toward the back.

After exploring around the various areas, we climbed to the next level. Looking out the front we could see all the folks still waiting to come in.

Both the front and back of the castle are well protected.

Another level up and we were able to see the end of the peninsula, across Lake Garda, and make out the northern shore in the distance.

We could see the port of Sirmione.

One more flight up, and we were at the top.

It definitely would be hard to sneak up on this castle.

Not my favorite, I was ready to descend.

We exited back through the drawbridge.

We explored the tiny town packed with restaurants and cafes

and some really cute shops. I include this one for all my purple loving friends and family.

It was time for a very late lunch. Villa Pioppi had good reviews and great views, so we headed back.

Villa Pioppi

The next morning we were off to Venice. We had hoped to stop by Padua, another Shakespearean setting, but with our trip to Lake Garda, we had run out of time. Our car rental was due, and our AirBnb host was awaiting our arrival. We dropped the car near the main train station. As our host had recommended, we bought multi-day passes for the water bus system and headed to the canal. This is what a bus stop looks like from the water.

We met our host and settled in. This is our view from the apartment.

We brought in groceries for the few days. By the time we were done, it was already getting late into the day, so out we set again to explore. We learned that we were on a bit of a thoroughfare for the gondolas, so lucky. For the rest of our visit we would periodically hear the serenade of a gondolier.

Along the way we passed Chiesa di San Moisè (Church of Moses), which we were to pass daily for the next several. The church was built initially in the 7th century. It is dedicated to Moses because, like the Byzantines, the Venetians often considered Old Testament prophets as canonized  saints. Its elaborate Baroque façade profusely decorated with sculpture dates to 1668.

And so it was that our first visit to San Marco Plaza (St. Mark’s Square) was as the sun was starting to set.

We walked around, enjoyed the music playing from some of the outdoor restaurants, and took it all in.

The winged lion represents St. Mark, and it is proudly displayed over the main entrance of the basilica dedicated to him.

and on the Doge’s Palace

as well as on the clock tower.

the Clock Tower

As the hour strikes, the figures strike the bell.

How very beautiful is the setting sun.

Venice is known for many things, one of which is glass. In the plaza we saw some our first impressive glass shops, every piece a masterpiece, literally.

Another attribute of Venice are the masks of Carnival, which was begun in 1097. There are shops for Carnival masks everywhere in absolutely every price range from the street vendor to the the high end to the pure art.

We enjoyed yet another amazing meal in Italy, and went in early; we had an early walking tour. In the morning we crossed the Grand Canal to meet our guide Elena in Campo Sant’Agnese.

view of other direction of Grand Canal from the Academy Bridge

Although the square itself was not of interest, it was a quiet area away from crowds to allow her to give us the history of the city succinctly so we could better appreciate what we were to see over the next few days, which is exactly why we take these tours. (I take notes on my phone.) Many of the things she talked about were not seen in the scope of the tour, but we sought out later. For clarity, I am going to include those pictures taken in the days to come here for the visual.

Venice today is 124 separate islands connected by bridges. There are over 80 churches in Venice because before before the 9th century, when the first bridges were built, one could only cross between the islands by tying boats together and walking across the boats. Each island was its own parish necessitating a church. The 9th century bridges were wooden; they had no stairs, no rails. Today there are 423 bridges, 300+ stone, the rest wood and iron. The Academy Bridge, which we had crossed this morning, was the first, of now four, that cross the Grand Canal. It was built in 1854 by the Austrians during the Hapsburg Rule.

The Academy Bridge

In 1933 it was one of two bridges in the city intended to be replaced with stone. But the locals fought to keep the original, which was renovated in 2008 and reinforced with iron along with all of the remaining wooden bridges at the time. It took exactly one year to build in 1854 and one year to renovate in 2008.

The bridge that crosses the Grand Canal and was replaced with a stone bridge in 1933 is the Rialto Bridge.

Rialto Bridge

The Ponte degli Scalzi, named for the nearby church of Santa Maria di Nazareth, better known as the church of Scalzi (barefoot). It is near the railway station. A wooden bridge had been built at this site in 1858, but was too low to allow for large boats to pass beneath. The current bridge, constructed of Istrian stone (limestone from what is now Croatia), was built in the mid 1930s along with the construction of the railway station.

The Ponte degli Scalzi (The Barefoot Bridge)

The Freedom Bridge connects Venice to the mainland, which we had crossed the prior day. The most recent fourth bridge to cross the Grand Canal is the The Ponte della Costituzione (Constitution Bridge) connects the train station with the piazzalle roma. I nstalled in 2008, the official name was adopted to celebrate the 60th anniversary of the Italian Constitution in that year.

The Ponte della Costituzione 

Elena next pointed out the Guggenheim House located on the Palazzo Venier dei Leoni, so named because the original owner of the house kept lions, was commissioned by the Venier family in 1749. Peggy Guggenheim was the third owner of the house. The house itself is white, plain, unfinished. It is rumored that the house is this way because the original owners ran out of money while building, but others say it was because of complaints from the neighbors who did not want their view obstructed. Only the first of its originally planned five stories was built. The second owner filled the inside of the house with gold and art. Peggy Guggenheim, who had previously lived in Europe and had been collecting art in America and Europe, in July 1949 purchased the palazzo and the garden behind it, and made it her home for the following thirty years. In the same year she organized an exhibition of contemporary sculpture in the garden. After some interior remodeling and with the collection finally installed, in 1951 Guggenheim began to open her home and collection to the public, free of charge, three afternoons a week from Easter to November, and continued to do so until her death in 1979. Peggy is now buried in the garden. Like all structures on the Grand Canal, the main entrance to the house is on the canal.

Guggenheim Museum

Next Elena took us to see Palazzo Dario, first built in 1451. The house (or ca for short) is believed to be cursed; the original owners died right away after building before ever having a chance to live in it. One rumor is that it is cursed because it was built on an ancient temple or cemetery. But we know today that cannot be true; it is built on land that was filled in, as were many canals, using petrified wood as a base to make fewer islands. The Dario Ca sits on this type of filled in land. The Palazzo Dario sat empty for centuries after the next 3 owners died relatively quickly after purchasing the ca. In the 1600s it was renovated, but the curse continued as that owner lost his fortune then committed suicide. The area is full of wealthy homeowners due to the great views of the Grand Canal, but the Palazzo Dario still sits empty for sale.

Palazzo Dario

The alleyway next to the Daria Ca still has “Rio” (River) in its name in remembrance of the canal that had previously been here, now Tera (Earth). Rio tera literally means filled in canal.

Elena then gave us a brief overview of the history of Venice. It was founded in 421 by the Celtics. In 453 Attila the Hun invaded, but locals hid in the lagoons and mostly survived the invasion. Originally the land was controlled by the Byzantine Empire, the center of which was in the far east allowing mostly for independence of the Venetians but with trading rights along the Adriatic Sea. In 726, the first Doge, a chief magistrate for the republic of Venice, was seated in Venice establishing a republic that would last over 1000 years. The city was well placed in the middle ages for trade between East and West, and it flourished financially during that time. This tie to the Byzantine Empire explains the Byzantine influence seen in the architecture of many of the palaces along the canals.

Venice became an imperial power following the Fourth Crusade which culminated in 1204 by the capturing and sacking of Constantinople  and establishing the Latin Empire.  As a result of this conquest, considerable Byzantine plunder was brought back to Venice.  This plunder included the gilt bronze horses from the Hippodrome of Constantinople that were placed above the entrance to St. Mark’s Basilica. The originals are currently in the basilica museum and have been replaced with replicas.

In the 1300s Venice’s influence moved inland conquering local areas including Verona, Lake Garda, and more. By the late 13th century, Venice was the most prosperous city in all of Europe. The Venetian governmental structure was similar in some ways to the republican system of ancient Rome, with an elected chief executive (the doge), a senator-like assembly of nobles, and the general citizenry with limited political power, who originally had the power to grant or withhold their approval of each newly elected doge. The decline of Venice was long and slow, starting with the plague, aka The Black Death, in the early 14th century, again in 1575 killing over 50,000 people in the following 3 years, and again in 1630 again killing a third of the 150,000 inhabitants. In the late 15th century the Ottomans took over Turkey and Greece; Constatinople was lost. And after 1492, the trade center shifted from East to West with new products like tobacco increasing in importance. But in the 17th and 18th centuries, Venice again became a cultural center for art. By the end of the 1700s there was little money left when Napoleon invaded in 1797, ending the over 1000 year republic. In 1815, after Napoleon’s defeat, Venice was traded to the Austrians. The Austrians under the Hapsburgs’ rule, modernized the city and built more bridges. It was not until 1866 that Veneto, like the rest of Italy, became part of the united Kingdom of Italy.

Next Elena showed us Saint Mary of the Health which was built in 1630 after not only 50,000 died of the plague in Venice, there were over 160,000 deaths in Italy. It is in the over-the top Baroque style with eight sides, 8 being, on its side, the symbol of infinity.

Saint Mary of the Health

Mary is the patron saint and protector of the navy. Inside Mary is surrounded by 8 obelisks.

On the statue, beneath Mary and child, an old ugly woman, who represents the plague, is being chased away by a young woman wearing doges’ clothes, thus symbolizing Venice.

Finally, Elena walked us out to the peninsula directly across from San Marco Plazza for a view from across the water.

From there we could see, across the water in the other direction, Chiesa del Santissimo Redentore (The Church of the Holy Redeemer), which was also built to celebrate those who survived the plague. It is traditionally the centre of the great feast of the Redeemer, celebrated on the third Sunday of July in memory of the danger averted from the Black Death.

Chiesa del Santissimo Redentore (The Church of the Holy Redeemer)

Elena also pointed out the weathervane above us. The statue represents two Atlases supporting a gilded globe upon which stands the allegory of Fortuna, that indicates the direction of the wind. One’s fortune can change with the wind.

This completed our walking tour. Elena encouraged us to ride up and down the Grand Canal over the next few days to see all the sights, which advice we heeded. But first we were off to Murano. We took a water bus, which took about an hour to get there. Along the way, we were struck how every aspect of life in Venice is conducted on the water. We passed delivery vessels

and police, which are the local authorities

as well as carbinieri, somewhat equivalent to our National Guard

We passed an emergency room complete with water ambulances.

and, of course, taxis.

We even saw a hop on/hop off water bus.

We also saw this really interesting statue

right near the Port Authority.

Port Authority.

We arrived in Murano starving for a very late lunch before heading to the Glass Cathedral for our glass blowing demonstration.

Glass Cathedral

Inside we were treated to beautiful works of art

before our demonstration of both blowing

and sculpting. First a swan

and then a fish.

We strolled around Murano peeking into the windows to see all the gorgeous works of art.

But it was late in the day, and many were closing up. But we happened into a tiny place in a back alley where the artist explained to us how the rods were “manufactured” locally by laying colors of glass together, then heating and stretching them into very thin rods,

and the rods are then cut and laid side by side, melted, and covered in a clear layer to create jewelry and other items like coasters.

It was time to get back on the water bus.

and head back to St. Mark’s Square.

We had a long day and as we needed to be out early the next morning, we settled in for the evening. Bright and early the next morning we took the water bus to the train station to head north for a booked Prosecco tasting tour. But as bad luck, and Italian labor, would have it, there was a strike of the railroad personnel. After wasting the morning with many phone calls, attempted taxi hiring, and frustrating delays, the tour was cancelled. We decided to spend the rest of the afternoon riding the water buses around the canals, which is when many of the above pictures were taken as well as those of that follow:

of the casino

and several churches

We got a better view of St. Mary of the Health.

Saint Mary of the Health

And a full view of Saint Mary of the Health with the wind vane from across the water.

We arrived back at St. Mark’s stop and stopped to look at the victory statue we had passed several times already, but never took the moment to admire. It was created in 1887 to honor the Kingdom of Italy’s first king.

Once off the water bus, we had lunch in a very cute little restaurant off a back street, which had not only delicious food, but all the symbols we had come to know as Venice: the winged lion

and Murano glass sconces.

After lunch we aimlessly meandered the winding streets of Venice.

Again, there was a church in every neighborhood.

In one church square we noted something popular in Venice, of which we were soon to see more: a 24 hour clock.

We noted the many intriguing doorbells and knockers.

We headed to the Rialto Bridge which we had passed under many times, but not yet crossed on foot.

street view from top of Rialto Bridge
view from Rialto Bridge

We took some pics of the bridge from the other side.

On the following day it was time to enter St. Mark’s Cathedral. The body of St. Mark the Evangelist was brought to Venice from Egypt by two merchants in 828. The remains were initially placed in a corner tower of the Doge’s residence, currently the Doge’s Palace. The church was built in honor of St. Mark and to house his remains. Prior to the fall of the Republic in 1797, it was the Doge’s chapel. The present church is the third built at this site begun in 1063 after a huge fire burned down most of the cathedral. St. Mark’s body was found hidden in a column during a reconstruction project in 1094. Like its two predecessors, it was built using as its model the sixth-century Church of the Holy Apostles in Constantinople. It’s influences were Middle-Byzantine, Islamic, and Romanesque with Gothic elements incorporated later. To convey the republic’s wealth and power, the original brick façades and interior walls were embellished over time with precious stones and rare marbles, primarily in the thirteenth century. Many of the columns, reliefs, and sculptures were spoils stripped from the churches, palaces, and public monuments of Constantinople as a result of the Venetian participation in the Fourth Crusade, including the bronze horses, as mentioned earlier.

Basilica di San Marco (St. Mark’s Basilica)

Before entering, we took some close ups of details of the cathedral’s exterior.

main entrance St. Mark’s Basilica

The interior of the domes, the vaults, and the upper walls were slowly covered with gold-ground mosaics depicting saints, prophets, and biblical scenes. Many of these mosaics were later retouched or remade as artistic tastes changed and damaged mosaics had to be replaced, such that the mosaics represent eight hundred years of artistic styles.

The chancel is enclosed by a Gothic altar screen, dated 1394. It is surmounted by a bronze and silver Crucifix, flanked by statues of the Virgin and Saint Mark, together with the Twelve Apostles.

There are pulpits on both sides.

The Pala d’Oro, believed to have been created in the tenth century, is a highly ornate altarpiece studded with 1,300 pearls, 300 emeralds, 300 sapphires, 400 garnets, 100 amethysts, rubies, and topazes, making it the most precious Byzantine altarpiece. The altar depicts Biblical scenes like the enthroned Virgin Mary with the baby Jesus and Christ Pantocrator. Visitors to St. Mark’s Basilica can view the Pala d’Oro and appreciate its exceptional beauty and historical significance. When Napoleon took over Venice he was told that the jewels were made of glass; he did not remove it to Paris.

The Pala d’Oro

Every item in the basilica is a work of art.

Madonna of the gun was dedicated by the navy for protecting them during the Austrian invasion. The relief dates to the 13th century; the gun was put there in 1849 by Venetian sailors who survived the explosion of an Austrian bomb in Marghera (a city near Mestre).

The floors cover over 2000 square meters and are made of marble of 60 different types, mostly from the East.

After thoroughly exploring the basilica, we headed upstairs to the museum. There we saw the original bronze horses, brought from Constantinople in 1204, which became the symbol of victory until they were taken to Paris by Napoleon. They were brought back to Venice by the Austrians in 1815.

We saw other works of art that had been removed from the basilica for the sake of preservation. One included this family tree of the Virgin.

We saw tapestries

an original bronze winged lion

And examples of the famous Venetian lace which adorned the robes of clergy.

From upstairs we had a view of the plaza.

And we learned that on July 14, 1902 the Bell Tower collapsed. It was rebuilt over the next 10 years.

When we exited the basilica back into the plaza, we were approached and offered a free taxi ride to Murano. We had wanted to return as we had gotten there late in the day and did not get a chance to fully explore, but had been reluctant to spend the over 40 minutes in the water bus to get there, so why not? The ride took only 15 minutes this time and we were taken to a private shop

and treated to another glass blowing and sculpting demonstration.

We then were guided throughout this huge shop with its many floors and so many works of art! It was better than most museums with works by dozens of masters. Unfortunately, photos were not allowed. We had to keep reminding ourselves that we do not have a home for any of these gorgeous (and very pricey) masterpieces. We then walked all around Murano, not able to get enough of these beauties.

Once we’d had our fill of Murano glass, we headed back and enjoyed a dinner near the Rialto Bridge, which was beautiful lit up at night.

For our final day in Venice we had tickets to visit the Doge’s Palace. With the ticket came a ticket to the Correr Museum, which we were to see first.

I can only say that this was the most poorly curated museum I have ever visited with little sense to the layout or collections. It had ancient sculptures

and renaissance sculptures

and some interesting architectural elements

But overall, it was mostly a waste of time. We did see a few tidbits worth noting. There was a mint for making coins.

There were sailing implements

and the funky shaped oarlocks for which Venice is famed.

and some collections of porcelains brought from the East.

There were medieval maps of Venice.

and several depictions of the lion with his paw on an open book: the symbol for St. Mark the Evangelist.

Finally it was time for our entrance to the Doge’s Palace.

Doge’s Palace

Doge is elected for life, the only position in the republic for which this is true. The first nucleus of the Doge’s Palace was built in the 810; none of it remains. It was rebuilt in 1340 with modifications made through the centuries. The oldest part of the palace is the wing overlooking the lagoon, the corners of which are decorated with 14th-century sculptures.

Doge’s Palace

The north side of the courtyard is closed by the junction between the palace and St Mark’s Basilica , which used to be the Doge’s chapel. At the centre of the courtyard stand two well-heads dating from the mid-16th century.

Courtyard Doge’s Palace

In 1485, the Great Council decided that a ceremonial staircase should be built within the courtyard.

Since 1567, the Giants’ Staircase is guarded by two colossal statues of Mars and Neptune, which represents Venice’s power by land and by sea, and therefore the reason for its name.

Giants’ Staircase

In the courtyard is a hole in the mouth of a monster which passes into the Doge Palace through which secret “suggestions” may be placed.

The palace is entered from the courtyard

and onto the Golden Staircase, which was built to separate the courthouse, located to the south, from the doge’s private flat to the north. The first of its five flights is dedicated to Venus, Venice in allegory.

The second is dedicated to Neptune, representing the city’s dominion over the sea.

Once upstairs, we entered the meeting rooms of the different councils. We had audio guides which explained the purpose of each room and the ceiling frescoes and wall art that depicted scenes from history relevant to the works of each committee. But it was way too overwhelming to remember much other than to be able to recognize the Doge’s hat and to know that an olive branch always symbolizes peace. Also there were two large fires. The first in 1574 involved the lower government floors; the second in 1577 involved the rooms in the upper councils’ wing. In both numerous artworks were lost, but there was no structural damage. Here are some of the pictures of the government meeting rooms.

Note another 24 hour clock.

and another clock using the zodiac symbols

Each of the mythological scenes depicted is also an allegory of the Republic’s government.

There is also a secret “suggestion box” internal.

We were taken through the armory

with a precursor to the modern machine gun

and a mobile cannon.

In areas that were redecorated after the fires, a window to the preexisting frescoes was saved.

The largest meeting hall, the Chamber of the Great Council, is 180 feet long by 82 feet wide and is one of the largest in Europe and could hold more than 2,000 people. Here, meetings of the Great Council were held, the most important political body in the Republic. A very ancient institution, this Council was made up of all the male members of patrician Venetian families over 25 years old, irrespective of their individual status, merits or wealth. This was why, in spite of the restrictions in its powers that the Senate introduced over the centuries, the Great Council continued to be seen as a bastion of Republican equality.

This is one of the rooms destroyed in the 1577 fire. The current works mostly date from the late 16th century. On the walls are large canvases depicting episodes from Venetian history such as The Fourth Crusade of 1202, on the side facing the basin, and The Peace of Venice, the theme being the city’s relations with the papacy and the Holy Roman Empire.
On the far end is a canvas depicting the Il Paradiso painted by Tinteretto and is the longest painted canvas in the world. The theme is not only religious but also the Allegory of Good Government, the light is the divine essence that enters the figure of the doge and allows him to always make the right decision.

At the other end of the Chamber of the great council stand three 15th century Renaissance statues depicting Adam, Eve, and Mars, the Warrior. They originally stood in an alcove in the courtyard and required restoration several times in the 18th and 19th centuries. They were moved for safety during WWI, and it was decided to replace the originals with bronze statues and the originals were moved inside.

Adam
Eve
Mars

As we toured through the Doge’s private rooms, we saw several depictions of St. Mark/Venice as the winged lion with his paw on the book.

Finally we made our way into the prisons. Prior to the 12th century, there were holding cells within the Doge’s Palace but during the 13th and fourteenth centuries more prison spaces were created to occupy the entire ground floor of the southern wing.  In 1591 yet more cells were built in the upper eastern wing. Due to their position, directly under the lead roof, they were known as Piombi. A corridor leads over the Bridge of Sighs,  built in 1614 to link the Doge’s Palace to the structure intended to house the New Prisons. The famous name of the bridge dates from the Roman times and was supposed to refer to the sighs of prisoners who, passing from the courtroom to the cell in which they would serve their sentence, took a last look at freedom as they glimpsed the lagoon through the small windows. 

Bridge of Sighs from outside

In the mid-16th century, it was decided to build a new structure on the other side of the canal to the side of the palace which would house prisons and the chambers of the magistrates known as the Notte al Criminal. Ultimately linked to the palace by the Bridge of Sighs, the building was intended to improve the conditions for prisoners with larger and more light-filled and airy cells.

However, certain sections of the new prisons fall short of this aim, particularly those laid out with passageways on all sides and those cells which give onto the inner courtyard of the building. In keeping with previous traditions, each cell was lined with overlapping planks of larch that were nailed in place.

The last room on our tour of the Doge’s Palace was the archival room.

We made our way out of the palace, through the courtyard, and back into St. Mark’s Square for a final visit before our final evening meal in Venice. Once again we enjoyed our visit and felt we could have stayed longer; there is so much to see and do in all of these amazing Italian towns.

Venus over Venice

Emilia-Romagna Region: Modena Oct. 28-29; with Parma

Our intent on leaving Florence had been to stop in Bologna, home of a major university. But the recent rains had caused some serious flooding problems in Bologna, which was in the middle of a massive clean-up project, so we opted to skip it. Instead we drove straight to Modena. We checked into the Phi Hotel Canalgrande, an historic home located in the old Schedoni Palace. The outside was nothing special.

But the reception is what one would expect from an old palace.

As were the sitting rooms off the reception area.

Once settled we headed out in the late afternoon sun to explore the town. Modena is most well know for its famous balsamic vinegar. But it is also known for being home to both Ferrari and Maserati. Lesser well known is that it is a seat for an archbishop; our first visit was to the cathedral. The Cattedrale Metropolitana di Santa Maria Assunta e San Geminiano, aka  Duomo di Modena, is dedicated to the Assumption of the Virgin Mary and to the city’s patron Saint Geminianus. The Duomo and the annexed campanile are a UNESCO Word Heritage Site. Its first stone was laid in June 1099 and its crypt ready for the city’s patron, Saint Geminianus, and consecrated only six years later, the Duomo of Modena was finished in 1184. 

The entrance is typical to those we have seen now throughout Northern Italy: flanked by a pair of lions.

The interior is divided into three naves.  Between the central nave and the crypt is a marble parapet portraying the Passion of Christ, including the Last Supper. The  pulpit is decorated with small terracotta statues.

The Duomo also houses two nativity scenes by local Modena artists, this one from 1527.

the Apse
the Crypt

The Torre della Ghirlandina (the Bell Tower) built in 1179 and restored in 2008 is annexed to the church.

Torre della Ghirlandina

We walked around the Piazza Grande, also a UNESCO World Heritage Site, and took in the Town Hall, 17th and 18th century amalgamations of several 12th century buildings.

The Town Hall is characterized by its clock tower.

As we strolled around town we noticed what appeared to be booths being built in a couple of squares. We wondered what event was coming, but more on that later. We walked by San Vincenzo, a 17th century Baroque style Roman Catholic church.

San Vincenzo

Dark descended, and we had a reservation at Frigieri, a tiny restaurant and wine bar in Modena. We were greeted by our host for the evening, Matteo, and handed our menus. Matteo, an extremely animated individual, appeared to be the host, cook, sommelier and waiter. He played each roll with zeal.

He explained that his menu is written daily, and he does not translate from the Italian because he wants to explain each dish, which he proceeded to do in the most animatedly entertaining way while also helping us to choose the correct wine to accompany our food choices. He then went into the kitchen and hand cut! our fresh pasta while we enjoyed our starters of, what else, parma prosciutto and gnocco fritto, a small puff of fried bread popular in the region. This being October in Italy, we ordered their special delicacy of pasta in olive oil with grated white truffles. It was one of the most simple and yet one of the most delicious, certainly the freshest, meal we have ever enjoyed.

Matteo cutting pasta

In the morning, unable to find a guided walking tour of Modena in English, we embarked to explore on our own armed with a guide downloaded from “Matteo@walkingcap.com.” It took us first to the Church of San Pietro, the parish church for a Benedictine Abbey founded in 983, making it the oldest parish in Modena. The church was rebuilt between 1476 and 1518 and was consecrated in 1518.

Church of San Pietro

The interior was decorated during the early Renaissance by local artists.

Inside what particularly caught our eye was this inlaid cabinet with a modern doll sitting atop it.

The organ was in the center nave, an unusual placement.

It had something we had never seen prior: a fresco decorated bridge to access the back of the organ for repairs.

Next our guide took us to the market. I apologize for the poor quality of the photo (all of these pics are from our cell phones, which have no filters).

The market itself was pretty typical as markets go with the usual meats, fish, fruit and vegetables, although this one, purple artichokes, is a bit unusual for us North Americans, but very common in the cuisine of Northern Italy.

The most fun stall, and probably unusual for a market, was the wine bar.

The guide then directed us to the Piazza Grande.

There we learned about a relic from the Middle Ages, the Preda Ringadora, a rectangular marble stone next to the palace porch, used as a speakers’ platform.

We also learned about a statue called La Bonissima (“The Very Good”) portraying a female figure. It was erected in the square in 1268 and later installed over the porch. Today, the Bonissima is so famous in Modena that if someone is referred to as “a Bonissima” it means he/she is of great notoriety.


Next our attention was turned back to the cathedral. In addtition to what we had already learned about it, we now learned that the friezes on the exterior façade not only told bible stories for locals who could not read, but also tales of King Arthur and the round table.

We also learned that a large whale bone was found during construction. At the time it was believed by the locals to be a dragon bone and was placed next to a sculpture of patron Saint Geminianus over the Porta Regia to drive away evil spirits.

Next our audioguided walking tour took us by the The Teatro Comunale di Modena (Community Theatre of Modena), renamed in 2007 as Teatro Comunale Luciano Pavarotti after the famous tenor’s passing. Pavarotti was born and raised in Modena; his funeral services were held in the Cathedral here. It seemed fitting to name the Opera House for its most famous hero. The exterior of the building was not special except for the statue of Pavarotti.

We asked in the lobby if we could peak into the theater and were told normally yes, but there was an ongoing practice for tonight’s concert. “What was the concert?” we asked. The answer was Bach’s Brandenberg Concertos, one of our favorites! We had to be up early in the morning but warily asked the price of admission and were told for seniors $21 each. Wow, for that price we could leave at intermission and at least have seen the inside of the theater. So we bought tickets and moved on. We continued through the streets of Modena, which is full of the colorful homes of Northern Italy, which we have come to love.

Finally we came to the Ducal Palace. The Palace, with its Baroque façade was started in 1634 and was the seat of the Este court from the 17th to 19th century. The Palace is not currently open to the public; it houses the Military Museum and a precious library.

Our walking tour of Modena now complete, we drove out of the city for our appointment at Acetaia Villa San Donnino, an aceteria: a place where balsamic vinegar is produced. From their website “Traditional Balsamic Vinegar of Modena is a DOP food condiment, obtained from the processing of typical Modena grapes, such as Trebbiano and Lambrusco. The complexity of its characteristics is given not only by the long maturation, but above all by the particular environmental conditions and microclimate of the Modena area. Its uniqueness and its many beneficial properties have allowed it to become a sought-after and appreciated product throughout the world, earning it the title of “Black Gold of Modena”. Traditional Balsamic Vinegar of Modena has very ancient roots and, as tradition dictates, its production is handed down from generation to generation, applying processing methods provided for by strict regulations.”

Upon entering the building, we were immediately assaulted by a very strong odor of vinegar. Our guide explained that DOP designation means that everything from the origin of the grapes to the entire process of making the vinegar is strctly regulated. There is only one ingredient on the label: grapes. All other balsamic vinegars are IGP and are allowed to say “Modena” on the label even if only one step of the process occurs there including bottling. She advised us that when buying IGP balsamic vinegar in the future to pay attention and only buy ones with 2 or at most 3 ingredients.

White grapes are used but turn the notable dark color during the aging process. Once picked and pressed, the grapes are simmered for 24 hours. It is this cooking that differentiates balsamic from other vinegars. Then it is left in a large metal barrel until the next season. Balsamic vinegar is aged in a series of ever smaller barrels, which are made from a variety of woods: oak, chestnut, juniper, mulberry, acacia, with an opening at the top covered by a cheesecloth. Old wine barrels are often used.

After a minimum of 12 years, one liter is removed from the smallest barrel. Because of evaporation, it has now lost more that the one liter. The amount is replaced from the next larger barrel in its set, which has also lost some volume to evaporation. This total loss is now replaced with vinegar from its next larger barrel and so on. The largest barrel in the set, which is now down several liters total, is filled using the new vinegar from the large metal barrel of the previous season. None of the barrels are ever emptied. Most of the sets are stored in the attic.

The barrels can be used indefinitely, and some are very old. This oldest is from 1512.

The instruments to move the vinegar from barrel to barrel today are sophisticated. But in past times they were simple siphons.

The napkin over the open hole of the barrel allows bacteria from the air to get in and turn the grape juice into alcohol. In the attic over the summer the heat allows for alcohol to turn to vinegar and some of the vinegar to evaporate. The cooler winter stops the process and allows a rest. When a new child is born, local families often start a set to celebrate the birth. The first extraction occurs when the child turns 12. Sometimes guests who visit the aceteaia decide to start their own set, as was the case with Pierce Brosnan.

Once the vinegar in the smallest bottle is at least 12 years old, one liter is removed and taken to the consortium for inspection and approval. If approved it can be bottled. All of the DOP bottles of Modena Balsamic vinegar must be in the same size (100 ml) and shape bottle. Only the label is allowed to differ. That makes 10 bottles per set per year. This acetaia produces only 3500 bottles per year., which is not a lot. Locals use the balsamic not only on just about everything they eat including eggs, but they also use it for sick stomachs and sore throats.

If left in the barrel for a minimum of 25 years, then the designation is “extra vecchio,” “extra old,” and it is bottled in the same size and shape bottle, but with a different color top.

She gave us a taste of both; the extra old is much thicker, more syrupy, and sweeter. She then treated us to vanilla gelatto with a drip of the 12 year old balsamic on it, and it surprisingly tasted like caramel; so delicious!

Our tour finished, we drove back into town for a quick dinner in the Ducal Palace Piazza before heading to the concert. Our seats for the concert were in a box with only 5 seats.

The orchestra was a group from Germany called the Freiburger Barockorchestra, a group founded in 1987 with the mission statement to enliven the world of Baroque music with new sounds”. They play without a conductor and interact with each other with animated facial expressions and body language.

It was one of the most fun concerts we had ever been to, not to mention the music was great. Despite the late hour and our early morning appointment, there was no leaving at intermission, so I ran down to the stage and took a picture of the theater from the stage.

and the red harpsichord, so cool.

In the morning we were up bright and early to drive about an hour to a dairy farm just east of Parma.

Our host here explained that like the balsamic, parmesan cheese is also regulated. All of the products. ie the cows, must be raised locally, and a specific cheese making process followed in order to obtain a DOP designation. This particular farm is run by two families: her’s, which farms and milks the cows and is responsible for the public facing part of the business, and the other family actually makes the cheese. Their cows produce 7000 liters of milk daily, which amounts to 14 wheels weighing 50 kg each (about 110 pounds).In the evening the milk is poured into containers for overnight storage. In the morning, the cream is skimmed off the top (and usually made into butter), then this skim milk is added to the morning’s whole milk in these containers. Some of yesterday’s whey, explained below, is added.

Once mixed, the milk and whey are cooked in copper pots at 131 degrees F for an hour. Then the mixture is raked to change the texture. The solids sink to the bottom and collect into a big ball.

The big ball is then split into two. The remaining liquid, which is the whey, is drained. Some of the whey is saved for tomorrow’s cheese. The rest is dried and sold as whey powder. Whey proteins are popular for everything from protein drinks to skin care products.

The two balls of solid milk are then lifted by this very nifty machine

and placed into shaping wheels and turned every 3 hours.

In the evening the wheels are taken into a cool room and stamped.

They remain on this table for 24 hours, after which they are further stamped using this plastic mold around the outside

The mold can have the date changed and has a blank area, seen on the right below, for the final DOP inspection stamp.

Traditional parmesan is from black and white cows. Their milk is creamier than those of the brown cow variety, but they produce less milk. This farm uses both, keeps the milk separate, and designates those from the black and white cows with this stamp on the top of the wheel.

After 1 day on the table, the wheels are placed in salt water to brine for the next 25 days, turning daily.

After 25 days they have lost about 10 pounds. They are then transferred to the aging shelves and kept at 65 degree F with 80% humidity. There they will loose another 10 pounds.

They are taken out weekly for a dusting.

In addition to a visual inspection, the inspection at age 1 year is also an audible one using a hammer.

There are three levels: First gets the seal stamped. Second can be sold, but not as DOP. Third can only be sold as grated. Less than 10% do not pass.

Most of their demand is aged 24 months, but there is no age too old; one below is 10 years.

After the tour we were treated to a tasting of different aged cheeses from one of the black and white cows, a dab of balsamic vinegar, and a cup of Lambrusco, the sparkling semi-sweet wine of the region.

Then we drove along narrow, winding farm roads from the dairy farm to the Perla Parma ham factory tour. Perla, founded by two brothers, sells about 40, 000 pounds of ham a year. Our guide recounted the history of the local area which had been marshy, which is a good environment for black pigs. Starting around the year 1000, black pigs were imported from England for their desired high fat content. Today the pigs are raised locally and fed a very specific diet. Parma ham is DOP certified.

Only the back legs are used. The practice has been around for centuries; all of the other parts of the animal are used in other operations. Perla receives deliveries a couple of days a week. Even though they have been transported in temperature controlled trucks, after arrival the hams are rested at 35 degress F for 24 hours. then they are pounded to reduce the fluid and to soften the muscles.

The fresh ham is then hung by a rope and salted first by machine then by hand. After a week they receive a second salting.

They are moved and the temperature increased to 37 degrees F and left there for 2 months. At this point they will have lost 30% of their weight.

They are transferred to a dry room at 54 degrees for 3 months. After this point the exposed meat is covered with sunatura, a thick white substance consisting of rice flour, black pepper, and fat from the pig. Black pepper historically deterred the flies. The temperature is increased to 43 degrees F and the white turns to grey.

After 14 months the iconsortium inspector arrives. At any given time there are about 80,000 hams in the factory. The inspector inserts a piece of a horse’s shin bone into 5 points of the ham and smells. If it passes, it gets a stamp. It will not be sold until it is 24 months old.

The post tour tasting here was a feast.

Already half the day was behind us and we had yet to go into Parma itself. I had a zoom meeting with friends in the evening to get back for, so we had to make our visit to Parma quick and cursory, not my favorite way to visit. Armed with another self-guided audio tour, we gave it a try. Parma is a city that has been inhabited since the Bronze age probably founded by the Estruscans then later the Romans. We went first to the main square: Piazza Garibaldi. There we found the Palazzo del Governatore (Palace of the Governor), first erected in 1283. The palace housed formerly the lord, and then Governor of the town.

Palazzo del Governatore (Palace of the Governor)

In 1606, after the collapse of a central bell-tower, the structure underwent reconstruction. The present bell-tower was erected in 1673. On the facade, below the clock, is a niche with a statue depicting the Madonna being crowned by the child Jesus. Surrounding the statue are three sundials commissioned in 1829 by the duchess of the palace. Because of the way the sunlight falls, the sun dial is in two halves and includes the month and day of the year.

On one of the corners of the palace is a brick which was designated as the standard for measurement.

Across the busy street is the The Palazzo del Comune (Palace of the Commune or Municipality), which houses the municipal offices. The present building with its Renaissance-style façade was built in the late 17th century.

The Palazzo del Comune (Palace of the Commune or Municipality)

Across from the municipal building stands San Pietro Apostolo, a Neoclassical-style, Roman Catholic church rebuilt in the 15th century. A church to Saint Peter is first mentioned in this location in 955 built above a Roman temple.

San Pietro Apostolo

We walked by the Shrine of Santa Maria della Steccata, a 17th century Renaissance church, so named because a nursing Madonna is enshrined within, but we did not go in.

Shrine of Santa Maria della Steccata.

We also passed the Teatro Regio(Royal Theatre): city opera house built 1821–1829 (the Italians do love the opera) which had flags announcing an upcoming Verdi festival. Giuseppe Verdi (1837-1901) was born near Parma and is much celebrated here.

Teatro Regio(Royal Theatre) Parma

We made our way to the Duomo di Parma; Cattedrale di Santa Maria Assunta (Parma Cathedral) a Romanesque Roman catholic cathedral dedicated to the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin. After a fire destroyed an earlier basilica in 1058, the current building was begun in 1106. The Gothic belfry, topped by a gilt copper angel, was added later, in 1284-1294

Beside the Cathedral lies the octagonal Baptistry of Parma. Architecturally, the baptistry marks a transition between the Romanesque and Gothic styles, and it is considered to be among the most important Medieval monuments in Europe.

Baptistry of Parma

The two great marble lions supporting the archivolt columns at the entrance to the cathedral were carved in 1281.

Particularly noteworthy in the cathedral’s interior are the capitals; many of them are characterized by rich decorations with leaves, mythological figures, scenes of war, as well as Biblical and Gospel scenes.

Like so may cathedrals we have been in, there were so many frescoes and so much to explore, but we had no time to dally.

On our way to check out the palace, we passed through the large Piazzale della Pace (Peace Square,) a large empty space caused by the air raids of 13 May 1944 during WWII, which destroyed the buildings that were there. Now in the space stands the Monumento al Partigiano (Monument of the Partisan). It is a commemoration to all those noble men and women who fought against Fascism and Nazism oppression in WWII.

Monumento al Partigiano (Monument of the Partisan)

Also in the square is a monument to mark the centenary of the birth of the great composer Giuseppe Verdi (1837-1901). Built of granite and bronze, it was inaugurated on 22 February 1920.

Monumento a Giuseppe Verdi

Finally we made our way to the The Palazzo del Giardino (Garden Palace) or Palazzo Ducale del Giardino (Ducal Garden Palace) which is within a very large park. It was built in the 16th century but suffered a lot of damage during WWII. It is currently closed to the public.

The Palazzo del Giardino (Garden Palace)

Alas, it was time to head back to Modena. When we went out later for dinner we noticed the booths that had been undergoing construction while we had been visiting were beginning to fill with wares. We found a sign announcing a chocolate festival beginning the next day, just in time!

After breakfast we checked out and left our luggage with reception so we could explore the festival. And oh what fun! There were dozens of booths filling more than 5 blocks around the main plazza all with variations of chocolates from the standard bars

and truffles

and fudge

and also chocolate covered fruits and nuts

and mini cakes.

There were macarons

and fondus and drinks.

There were chocolate miniatures of everything from high heels

and dolls

and toys

and even Halloween specialties.

Clearly the citizens of Modena take their chocolates seriously. There was an event tent for demonstrations, classes, and competitions.

And so many of the booths were handing out free samples! We were in heaven, and so glad we had not scheduled to leave a day sooner, what luck. We were reluctant to drag ourselves away from Modena, truly a food capital in a country devoted to its cuisine. We had packed a lot into a couple of days.

Italy: Tuscany: Pisa Oct. 23-24; Florence Oct. 25-27

We arrived in Pisa in the pouring rain, yet again. The skies were gray when we got our first glimpse of the famous leaning tower.

Eric insisted that I take at least one of the goofy, touristy pictures of him “holding up” the tower.

But the weather gods were kind to us in that the rain lightened up a bit while we familiarized ourselves with the town, walked around, and found a restaurant for a late lunch. Gone were the Ligurian cuisine items now replaced with pappardelle with wild boar ragú and roasted meats and steaks and lots of grilled fresh vegetables on the menu.

In the morning we were blessed with plenty of sunshine for our deep dive into the Piazza dei Miracoli (Square of Miracles) aka Piazza del Duomo (Cathedral Square). Pisa means mouth, which is fitting as the city sits on the mouth of the Arno River as it spills into the Ligurian Sea – although with centuries of silt flowing down the river and depositing sediment at the mouth, the city is several miles inland currently. There is archaeological evidence that the city dates back to the Etruscans in the 5th century BC. The city was a prominent maritime center as early as ancient Roman times, as described by Virgil in the Aeneid, and due to its position near both the coast and the river, maintained that status throughout the middle ages. It was at the height of Pisa’s power and wealth that the cathedral and its accompanying structures were started in 1064.

Due to timed tickets, our tour started in Palazzo dell’Opera (Opera here means “works of art”), built in several stages from the 14th century through the 19th. Originally these houses belonged to the workmen of the cathedral complex: the tailor, the gardener, the bell ringers, etc., until the 19th century when the administration offices of the Opera della Primaziale were moved in. Today it houses a lot of the original statues and artworks from the cathedral which have been replaced with replicas in their original positions to preserve their integrity. One of the first exhibited items are the bronze doors: the San Ranieri door, built in 1186 by Bonanno Pisano depicting the main episodes of the Life of Christ and originally on the entrance of the right transept of the cathedral.

Also exhibited is the Pisa Griffin, a large bronze sculpture of a a mythical beast with head and wings of an eagle but body of a horse. It has been in Pisa since the Middle Ages despite its Islamic origin of late 11th or early twelfth century.  The Pisa Griffin is the largest medieval Islamic metal sculpture known, standing over 42 inches tall. Its original Islamic purpose is unknown, but in Pisa the griffin was placed on a platform atop a column rising from the gable above the  apse at the east end of the cathedral, probably as part of the original construction that started in 1064.

Also exhibited in the Opera are works by Giovanni Pisano (1230-1315), and Italian sculptor who trained under his father Nicola Pisano. Giovanni Pisano built the pulpit for the cathedral as well as created many of the statues for the baptistry.

Madonna and Child, Giovanni Pisano

In addition to the many statues, the Opera also contained examples of the inlaid wood for the choir benches

and robes for the bishops

and the various pieces required for services.

After thoroughly familiarizing ourselves with the works and artists who created them, it was time to see the cathedral. Due to ongoing renovations work, the door usually used by the public, the San Ranieri door, was closed to the public.

the San Ranieri door

We entered from the other side. Construction of the cathedral began in 1064 to the designs of the architect Bushceto. It set the model for the distinctive Pisan Romanesque style  of architecture.

The mosaics of the interior, as well as the pointed arches, show a strong Byzantine influence. The façade, of grey marble and white stone set with discs of colored marble, was built by a master named Rainaldo.

I just love the details, especially the gargoyles.

The interior is faced with black and white marble and has a gilded ceiling. It was largely redecorated after a fire in 1595, which destroyed most of the Renaissance artworks.

The coffered ceiling of the nave was replaced after the fire of 1595. The present gold-decorated ceiling carries the coat of arms of the Medici. 

The dome has an impressive fresco.

The impressive mosaic of Christ in Majesty, in the apse,  flanked by the Virgin and Saint John the Evangelist, survived the fire.

The elaborately carved pulpit, which also survived the fire, was executed by Giovanni Pisano, and is a masterpiece of medieval sculpture. Having been packed away during the redecoration, it was not rediscovered and restored until 1926. The pulpit is supported by plain columns (two of which are mounted on lion’s sculptures).

The upper part has nine narrative panels showing scenes from the New Testament, carved in white marble with a chiaroscuro effect.

There are numerous artworks found inside the cathedral mostly from the renaissance, following the fire.

and, of course, the choir stalls

Madonna di sotto gli organi, The Madonna under the Organs is a tempera and gold painting on wood attributed to Berlinghiero Berlinghieri around 1220. The traditional name of the Madonna derives from its ancient location in the Cathedral, under the organs. When in 1494 Charles VIII of France freed Pisa from Florentine occupation, the Madonna, to whom a vow had been made, became a symbol of the newfound autonomy and from then on was invoked during all particularly dramatic events in the city.

At last it was time for us to climb the tower.

The campanile (bell tower), aka the Leaning Tower of Pisa, was the last of the three major buildings on the piazza to be built. Construction of the bell tower began in 1173 and took place in three stages over the course of 177 years, with the bell-chamber only added in 1372. Five years after construction began, when the building had reached the third floor level, the weak subsoil and poor foundation led to the building sinking on its south side.

The building was left for a century, which allowed the subsoil to stabilize itself and prevented the building from collapsing. In 1272, to adjust the lean of the building, when construction resumed, the upper floors were built with one side taller than the other. The seventh and final floor was added in 1319. By the time the building was completed, the lean was approximately 1 degree, about 2.5 feet from vertical. At its greatest, measured prior to 1990, the lean measured approximately 5.5 degrees. In 2010, the lean was reduced to approximately 4 degrees using steel beams interiorly.

This is the info provided at the base.

Oh, and there are 296 steps to the top! Once there, I was mostly paralyzed with fear.

The following views from the top are all courtesy of my brave spouse.

looking down the center of the tower.

The tower was built to accommodate a total of seven main bells.

I was ok on the inside of the tower by the bells.

Next it was time for the baptistry, dedicated to St. John the Baptist, it stands opposite the west end of the Duomo. The round Romanesque building was begun in the mid 12th century.

Here we saw the busts and statues of Giovanni Pisano of which we had seen the originals in the Opera earlier in the day.

What was most impressive about the Baptistry were the acoustics. The was some renovation work ongoing, and one of the men had stopped for a bit and went to the central raised area and began a Gregorian chant; what an amazing sound created.

We climbed up to the balcony for a better view of the interior.

The floors were both impressive

and intriguing.

As we strode to our next stop, we noted the remnants of the medieval walls that surround the piazza.

The Camposanto Monumentale (Monumental Cemetery) aka Camposanto Vecchio (Old Cemetery), is located at the northern edge of the square. This walled cemetery  is said to have been built around a shipload of sacred soil from Calvary, brought back to Pisa from the 3rd Crusade  by the archbishop of Pisa  in the 12th century. This is where the name Campo Santo (Holy Field) originates. The building of this huge, oblong Gothic cloister began in 1278 but was not completed until 1464.

The walls were once covered in frescoes. The first were applied in 1360, the last about three centuries later.

The Stories of the OldTestament by Benozzo Gozzoli (c. 15th century) were situated in the north gallery, while the south arcade was famous for the Stories of the Genesis by Piero di Puccio  (c. late 15th century). The upper right fresco below depicts Adam and Eve in the garden.

Genesis
Judgement Day

And, of course, there are tombs

and sarcophagi

We found a grave as recent as 2009.

The frescoes are currently undergoing extensive restoration work. They survived a fire in 1944 after allied bombs dropped onto the roof. It is hard to see in the picture, but there are women sitting on the scaffolding painting and cleaning the frescoes.

Finally, we visited The Ospedale Nuovo di Santo Spirito (New Hospital of Holy Spirit) located on the south area of the square. Built in 1257 by Giovanni di Simone over a preexisting smaller hospital, the function of this hospital was to help pilgrims, poor, sick people, and abandoned children by providing a shelter. 

Ospedale Nuovo di Santo Spirito is the building to the right seen from the tower.

Today, the building is no longer a hospital. Since 1976, the middle part of the building contains the Sinopias Museum, where original drawings of the Campo Santo frescoes are kept.

Alas, we had seen little of the town of Pisa, only the small area confined to the Piazza dei Miracoli, but we had seen enough.

Our next destination was the first that was a repeat visit for us. We had fallen in love with Florence when we came celebrating our 25th year of marriage. We thought the hotel we had stayed in so romantic it necessitated a repeat visit. Plus I was on a mission to find the perfect leather jacket I had pictured in my mind. We drove there in more rain, of course. But after checking into the Hotel Degli Orafi, determined not to be disuaded by the weather, we set out toward the four leather shops I had decided after much internet research were the most likely to have my coveted jacket. Along the path we passed a few sights familiar to us like the Fontana Del Nettuno in the Piazza della Signoria (more on the fountain later)

Fontana Del Nettuno

and some not so familiar

Within two hours I had found the jacket of my dreams in Casini Florence by designer Jennifer Tattanelli, and we were able to return to our hotel to freshen up before dinner. Once reinvigorated, we headed out again. Our hotel was almost directly across from the famous Ponte Vecchio (Old Bridge).

Ponte Vecchio

We crossed the bridge and took in the views downriver, noting how muddy the river appeared after so much rain.

After a truly delicious dinner at Ristorante dei Rossi, we strolled around this romantic city.

We got peaks into some of the private apartments and were once again awed by the beauty of the architectural details.

In the morning we were scheduled for a walking tour despite the still inclement weather. But first breakfast. The breakfast room at Hotel Degli Orafi is one of the many reasons we returned to this venue.

Our tour guide for the morning, Giacomo, was a student of history and architecture. Our tour was filled with fun facts starting with the Medicis, one of the most influential families in Florence’s history. The Medici Palace is closed to the public for restoration work.

But while we stood outside the palace, Giacomo regaled us with stories of how the family fortune started in the 1100s with the wool trade, but as their wealth grew, they soon became money lenders. In 1397 they became the first bankers in Florence. In the early 1400s they wanted to be the bankers for the Vatican, but two popes said no. Finally a third pope said yes, and eventually, several popes even came from the family. The Medici family’s wealth and influence grew through their connections to the papacy and the city’s elite.  The Medici family held important positions in Florence’s government and used their wealth to keep their political power. They ruled Florence from 1434 to 1737, except for two brief intervals. During this time the Medici family began sponsoring artists: Donatello, Michaelangelo, Boticelli, and more.

Next stop on our tour was Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore (Cathedral of Saint Mary of the Flower). The name Florence comes from the Latin word floreo, which means “flower”. Building commenced in 1296 and was not completed until 1436. The cathedral complex, in Piazza del Duomo, includes the Baptistry and Giotto’s Campanille (Bell Tower). The basilica is one of Italy’s largest churches and its dome, when first built back in the 15th century, was the largest ever built in western Europe. Although it was later overtaken by St. Peter’s Basilica, it still remains the largest dome ever constructed of bricks.

The white marble is from Carrera, same as the statues. The green marble is from Prato, near Florence, and the pink marble is from Siena in southern Tuscany. These marble bands had to repeat the already existing bands on the walls of the earlier adjacent  baptistry.

Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore

In the middle of the 13th century building efforts were stopped as the black plague swept through Italy. Half of the population in Florence perished during that time. When work resumed almost 50 years later, one of the first projects finished was the bell tower.

During the quarantines of the plague the rich got richer, the building grew, and the hole for the dome became so immense, no one knew how to cover it. On 19 August 1418, the Arte della Lana announced an architectural design competition for erecting the dome. The two main competitors were two master goldsmiths, Lorenzo Ghiberti and Filippo Brunelleschi, the latter of whom was supported by Cosmo de Medici. Ghiberti had been the winner of a competition for a pair of bronze doors for the Baptistery in 1401 and lifelong competition between the two remained sharp. Brunelleschi won and received the commission for the dome.

Lorenzo Ghibertis bronze doors of baptistry

It took Ghiberti over twenty years to complete the two doors which depict the life of Christ in 24 panels.

Ghiberti then went on to make a second pair of doors for the other side of the Baptistry. Those took him 27 years to complete the 10 panels. At the time the Battistero di San Giovanni (Baptistry of St. John) was finished near 1500, it was one of the most important buildings in Italy.

Baptistry of Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore

Filippo was originally a clock maker and goldsmith. But when he lost the door competition to Ghiberti, he went with his friend Donatello to Rome and studied architecture while Donatello studied Roman statues. When Filippo came back to Florence he proposed the design for the dome to be the first self supported dome in the world almost 300 feet high. The wool guild, ie the Medicis, were in control of the erection of the dome.

Symbol of the wool guild on the façade of the cathedral

So despite Fillipo’s win of the competition, Ghiberti was appointed coadjutor of the dome and drew a salary equal to Brunelleschi’s and, though neither was awarded the announced prize of 200 florins, was promised equal credit, although he spent most of his time on his other projects ie the doors. When Brunelleschi became ill, (or feigned illness in a fit of anger over the situation), the project was briefly in the hands of Ghiberti. But Ghiberti soon had to admit that the whole project was beyond him. In 1423, Brunelleschi was back in charge and took over sole responsibility. Erection of the dome had begun in 1420 and was finished in 1436.

The ceiling of the dome, decorated with a representation of The Last Judgement by Giorgio Vasari, is one of the largest frescoes ever painted, and was not completed until 1579. The building and decorating of the dome is said to have inspired Donatello, who worked on several of the statues in the cathedral, Michaelangelo, and DaVinci.

Next stop on our tour was Piazza della Signoria, named after the Palazzo della Signoria, also called The Palazzo Vecchio (“Old Palace”) is the town hall of the city. (Old Palace v the “new” palace, ie the Pitti Pace, more on that later). It is the main point of the origin and history of the Florentine Republic and still maintains its reputation as the political focus of the city. Built in the early 1300s, the Palazzo Vecchio was the second Medici palace and immediately became the seat of the government. This massive, Romanesque, crenellated fortress-palace is among the most impressive town halls of Tuscany. Overlooking the square with its copy of Michelangelo’s David statue, it is one of the most significant private palaces in Italy, and it hosts cultural points and museums.

The Palazzo Vecchio

Also in the piazza is an open air statue gallery, the Loggia del Lanzi, which has both antique and Renaissance statues as well as the Medici lions.

At this point our guide Giacamo pointed out the difference in the anatomical accuracy of Michelangelo’s David, a copy of which is outside the palace (more on David later) and the inaccuracy of the anatomy of the Grand Duke Cosimo I de Medici depicted as Hercules defeating Cacus by sculptor Baccio Bandinelli (1493-1560).

Grand Duke Cosimo I de Medici, Duke of Florence from 1537-1569, commissioned the Fountain of Neptune in 1559 to celebrate the marriage of Francesco de Medici I to Grand Duchess Joanna of Austria. Cosimo was responsible for a vast number of architectural and artistic elements in Florence that still exist today. The fountain incorporates a series of mythological figures and iconographies that symbolize both Cosimo I de’ Medici’s power as well as the union of Francesco and Joanna. Giacamo explained how in its time, the fountain and statue were a form of propaganda, depicting Cosimo shown naked like a Greek god on earth.

Fontana Del Nettuno

Next Giacomo took us to the house of Dante (1265-1321). Giacomo explained that although the tower was built in 1086, the house was built 1865, clearly not a place he actually lived.

But when, in 1865, Italy came together as a country, it adopted the dialect of Dante, ie the dialect of Tuscany, his birth place, as the language of the now united country. Dante had written the Divine Comedy in the Tuscan dialect so the average citizen who could not read the bible, which still appeared only in Latin, could learn about the afterlife. This house was built in 1865 in his honor.

Giacomo

Our final stop was in the courtyard of the Uffizi Gallery, a prominent art museum. The Ufizzi Gallery is one of the most important Italian museums and holds a collection of priceless works, particularly from the period of the Italian Renaissance. The building of the Uffizi complex was begun  in 1560 for Cosimo I de’ Medici as a means to consolidate his administrative control of the various committees, agencies, and guilds established in Florence’s Republican past so as to accommodate them all in one place, hence the name uffizi, “offices”. 
.

He showed us some of the many statues around the courtyard which include Gallileo

and Amerigo Vespucci.

He also pointed out Cosimo I de Medici high above the arch. After the ruling  House of Medici died out, many of them from syphilis, their art collections were given to the city of Florence under the famous Patto di famiglia negotiated by Anna Maria Luisa, the last Medici heiress. The Uffizi is one of the first modern museums. The gallery had been open to visitors by request since the sixteenth century, and in 1769 it was officially opened to the public, formally becoming a museum in 1865

After the tour we chose not to go into the Uffizi, having done so on our first trip to Florence. But we did want to go back and revisit the David. So after lunch, we headed to the Galleria dell’ Accademia di Firenze. First we made our way through a large collection of paintings by Florentine artists. Next we saw Giambolgna’s full size plaster model for his statue Rape of the Sabine women.

The 16th-century Italo-Flemish sculptor sculpted a representation of this theme with three figures (a man lifting a woman into the air while a second man crouches), carved from a single block of marble. This sculpture is considered Giambologna’s masterpiece. The original is in the Loggia del Lanzi.

Finally we came to the works of Michelangelo including his set of 4 prisoners “escaping” from the marble.

and the Palestrina Pieta, which recently has come into question whether it is by Michelangelo.

And finally the David. The statue was originally meant for the cathedral, but it was too heavy to be lifted once finished. It was then placed in front of the Palazzo Vecchio (where the copy now stands). The Academia was built to house the David for conservation purposes, and it has been housed there since 1873.

After leaving the Academia, we wandered back to the Loggia dei Lanzi in the Piazza della Signoria to take a closer look at some of the statues there, realizing now that except for the David, they are the originals. We were particularly drawn to Giambologna’s Hercules and Centaur

Hercules and Centaur

and Perseus by Benvenuto Cellini (1513-1571).

Perseus

We also entered the courtyard of the Palazzo Vecchio.

There we found a statue of Anna Marie Luisa de Medici, the last heiress and benefactress of the Florentine art world.

After a long day of touring, we treated ourselves to drinks on our rooftop terrace, its view another reason for our return to Hotel Degli Orafi.

For dinner we again crossed the Ponte Vecchio to the other side. Its many shops, most of them jewelry, were closed for the night.

Our first stop, after another amazing breakfast, was the Sunday Santo Spirito Market, as recommended by Giacomo. Established in Florence in June 1986, the market has been a recurring event held on the second Sunday of every month.

With over 100 vendors, the market specializes in small antiques, features a dedicated section for organic food, plants, and flowers, and offers everything from candies

ceramics

books

and vinyl

After rummaging around in the market for a while, it was time for our deep dive of the day: the Pitti Palace. Situated on the south side of the River Arno, not far from the Ponte Vecchio the Pitti Palace was the third palace of the Medicis. The palace was originally built in 1458 as the home of Italian baker Lucca Pitti. It was bought by the Medicis in 1549. It grew to be a great treasure house as later generations amassed paintings, plates, jewelry and luxurious possessions. The Medici also added the Boboli Gardens to the estate. In the late 18th century, the palazzo was used as a power base by Napolean. Amazingly, we somehow did not take a single picture of the outside of the front of the palace itself. Our first picture is of the main entrance.

What I love about visiting palaces is that in addition to the unbelievable works of art that are frescoes on the ceilings and walls, and the numerous paintings throughout, there are the household furnishings like these inlaid tables, which are just of a few of the many that caught my eye.

Just look at this urn

Oh, and the furniture is so exquisite.

We were intrigued by this “modern” bathroom installed for Napoleon.

We had headsets for audio tours and diligently listened to the descriptions of the meanings of all the allegories on all the ceilings, but honestly, who can remember much of it. Suffice it to say the frescoes are mind-boggling.

as are the many moldings and architectural details throughout.

But lost in all the glitz of the frescoes and moldings are the many, many paintings hanging throughout by Italian artists: Raphael

and Caravaggio

and Del Sarto, just to name a few.

Also included are some Flemish artists like this Rubens.

As can be seen in the picture of the urn, there ultimately was way too many paintings, way too much to look at. But before leaving the palace (after hours there) we did have to stop by the temporary exhibit which featured gowns from the 18th,

19th centuries

to the early 20th

and beyond.

After exhausting ourselves for hours in the palace, it was time for the Boboli Gardens. The Boboli Gardens were laid out for Eleanor di Toledo, wife of Cosimo I de’ Medici. One enters from the back of the palace. At the base of the gardens is a view of Florence across the River Arno.

We failed to get a picture of the front of the palace, but this is the back entrance.

The lower part of the garden has an amphitheater-like shape at the center of which is an ancient Egyptian obelisk. The garden from there climbs a long relatively narrow path with hedges and statues on both sides.

More than halfway to the top is a statue of Neptune, a contemporary to its counterpart in the Piazza della Signoria.

At the peak of the hill, the forceful Statue of Abundance stands out; Giambologna used Joanna of Austria, wife of Francesco I, as inspiration for its face.

From there this is the view of the palace and Florence beyond.

And we had not yet appreciated the extent of these gardens. We started down one side and encountered the Tindaro Screpolato, a sculpture by Igor Mitoraj (1944-2014), the only modern sculpture in the gardens. Tyndareus was the king of Sparta, father of Clytemnestra and Helen who caused the epic Trojan War in the Iliad. This sculpture is an interesting modern interpretation of an ancient story.

The path of the garden then turned parallel to the palace but moving away from it as we passed rows of trees lined with statues

both of Roman antiquity

and 17 and 18th century subjects

After much walking (the gardens cover 111 acres of land) we came to the the Isolotto, an oval-shaped island in a tree-enclosed pond.

In the centre of the island is the Fountain of the Ocean.

By the time we left the garden we were thoroughly exhausted. For dinner we treated ourselves (don’t we always) to another delicious Tuscan meal including another Tuscan speciality: grilled artichokes. It was a delicious end to the Tuscan section of our journey.

Italy: Liguria: Genoa Oct. 17-18; Cinque Terre Oct. 19-22

We left Como in the still pouring rain. We checked into the Grand Hotel Savoia in Genoa, which was a relic of yesteryear. According to its website …”established in 1897, in a palace whose atmospheres still evoke the joyful splendour of the Belle Époque. The refined charm of our rooms and the spacious halls in the hotel was perfectly to the taste of the Italian and European royal families who chose the Grand Hotel Savoia during their travels. Their precious Guest Book not only preserves the signatures of Italian royals, but also the most illustrious artists, actors and musicians of the last century. A meticulous salvaging and restoration has reinstated the former splendour, the majestic opulence of a late-19th century palace, the ancient charm of the building, the symbols and signs of its history.” We waited out the rain, and in the late afternoon we were able to get out and explore the city a bit. We found that actually we were on the outskirts of the Old City and had to walk a bit to get to the sites. First we visited Basilica of the Santissima Annunziata del Vastato. Vastato means “built outside the city walls,” which this basilica originally was when construction began in 1520.

Basilica of the Santissima Annunziata del Vastato

The interior is like a 17th-century gallery of art. It is lavishly decorated with inlaid marble, gilded stucco, and frescoes by 23 local artists and 13 sculptors. There was so much to see, we barely knew where to look first.

the dome

We were able to download an audio guide which explained a lot of the artwork like this fresco of Mary looking up at a ceiling full of frescos, ie frescos within the fresco.

There was a chapel dedicated to Mary.

Several of the chapels had sculptures that were built like dioramas.

which may be hard to discern from the above, but a closer look may help.

The pulpit was particularly beautiful.

We had spent a fair amount of time in the basilica, and by the time we emerged, the weather had cleared further. We felt comfortable at this point heading toward the port. Also on the way we passed Palazzo San Giorgio (Palace of St. George). The Byzantine Emperor Michael VIII felt indebted to Genoa. Genoa had been his ally in a war against the Latin Empire. To show his appreciation, Emperor Michael donated material stripped from the Venetian embassy in Constantinople to Guglielmo Boccanegra. In 1260 Boccanegra used the material to build his waterfront dream palace. The palace has had many uses through the centuries. In the early 1300s it was a prison, one of its most famous inmates was Marco Polo. Then it was used as headquarters for port authorities. In 1400 the building became the home of the Bank of San Giorgio, one of Italy’s first banks.

Palazzo San Giorgio

Directly across from Palazzo San Giorgio is the Porto Antico di Genova (Genoa Old Port). Genoa Old Port brings back Genoa’s golden age as a principal sea-faring city and maritime power. It was inaugurated in 1992 as part of Genoa’s 500 year celebration of the voyages of Christopher Columbus, a Genoa native.

Something we had not seen before was a round “room” that these cranes lift for a panoramic view of the port and the city. (The little square building to its right is a ticket booth).

We were also intrigued by this statue of a traveller, more on him later.

Lest one looking at these pictures and seeing blue skies and doubts my claims of awful rainy weather, I include a youtube link below, which was taken nearby on the same day. We just happened to get to the port in the 15 minutes that the sun shown through the whole day.

As dusk started to fall, we made our way through the winding, narrow streets

with a church around every corner

to the Cattedrale di San Lorenzo ( Cathedral of St. Lawrence) which, built around 1098, is the most dominant church in Genoa. During medieval times, the church was the center stage of social and political life for the residents of Genoa. After a disastrous fire in 1296, the church was rebuilt. The facade was completed in 1312.

Cathedral of San Lorenzo

I was drawn to the sorrowful looking lions that flank the entrance.

Another intriguing feature is the diversity of materials and styles of the columns.

The interior has a basilica plan with a transept and choir. Three naves are divided by marble columns topped by arches with light and dark bands. Above these are smaller Romanesque arches of grey stone.

It also has a beautifully decorated pulpit.

Outside, in the vein of a church around every corner, one can be seen right behind the cathedral.

Refreshed in the morning, and with a sunny day, we set out again for the port. At the entrance we found this mosaic featuring travelers of yesteryear.

From the 11th century until the late 18th century, the city became a leading economic and military power in Europe through its maritime trade and commerce. Today one of the best reasons to visit Genoa is for the history of maritime, which to be honest, neither of us really is all that interested. We visited the Galata Outdoor Maritime Museum, but did not go into the Galata Museum itself which boasts everything from a full-scale model of a 17th-century galley to all things sailing and shipyards including the big transatlantic ocean-liners. Galata refers to the historic Genoese community of Istanbul, Turkey. It was one of the most vital Genoese colonies in the Mediterranean. In the 15th century, their presence in that community ended. In the 19th century, the Genoa municipality built a system of commercial docks, the oldest of which was named for the lost colony.

Galata Outdoor Museum

As we walked along the seaside we passed lots of buildings both residential and industrial. What is always striking when visiting Italy is how many random-seeming buildings have statues

and sometimes frescos

We came to the Porto Antico from a different direction than when we had visited last night and realized we had missed this big reproduction of a 15th century ship similar to those on which Christopher Columbus sailed.

Also to be found at the Porto Antico is an aquarium, which we chose to skip today. But I really liked the human statue outside. People jumped every time he moved, which was rarely.

We continued our meandering of Genoa’s Old City’s narrow streets

and came upon the Church of Jesus and Saints Ambrose and Andrew. In the 6th century, Bishop Onorato of Milan was on the run. He was escaping from Longobard persecutions to Genoa. There he founded his Church of Saint Ambrose. Ambrose is Milan’s patron Saint. Abandoned in the 7th century by the Milanese community, the church was taken over in the 16th century by the Jesuits.

Next we went by the Palazzo Ducale (Doge’s Palace), once the home of the Doges (heads of state or captain of the people) of Genoa. It was constructed in the 13th century when Genoa was coming into its own as a maritime power. The Doge’s Palace was reconstructed in the 18th century after a devastating fire.  Today the palace is used for exhibitions, meetings, special events, and as a library and museum. It is the result of the largest restoration in Europe, covering a building of 300,000 square meters.

By now we were a bit hungry for some lunch, and who could resist the call of Elvis?

Honestly though, we chose this cafe for the view of these towers. The Mura (Wall ) in Genoa was started in the 9th century. This portion, known as the Barbarossa Towers, was built in the 12th century. Genoa has more and longer walls than any other city in Italy.

Just beyond these towers is a house that Christopher Columbus lived in as a child.

Columbus House

Our destination after lunch was the Piazza De Ferrari (Ferrari Square). Raffaele Luigi De Ferrari (1803-1876), Prince of Lucedio, Duke of Galliera, and senator of the Kingdom of Sardina, in 1837, acquired all possessions that Napoleon had granted in 1812. The square was christened Ferrari Square in 1877, one year after his passing. At the centre of the square, in 1936, a bronze fountain was built and it soon became one of the main symbols of the city.

Piazza De Ferrari

In the square we came upon our second traveller statue.

The prose on the signage explains it best.

On the side of Piazza De Ferrari is the The Teatro Carlo Felice, the principal opera house of Genoa used for performances of opera, ballet, and recitals. The hall is named for King Carlo Felice, King of Sardinia  and ruler of the Savoyard States from 1821 until his death in 1831. He was the last male-line member of the House of Savoy. In front of the Teatro Giuseppe Garibaldi (1807-1882), a hero of the Italian revolution, appeared astride his bronze horse.

Teatro Carlo Felice

Branching off from Piazza De Ferrari is Via XX Settembre (20th September Street), named for the 20th of September 1870, the day revolutionaries stormed the Pia Gate (Porta Pia) of the Vatican. It marked the end of the temporal power of the Church, the “Risorgimento,” which ushered in the unification of Italy. It was redesigned and modernized from 1892 to 1912.

Via XX Settembre

The street has a lot of Art Nouveau decorations, decorated pavements,

and ceilings

beneath fabulous architecture and colonnades offering protection from the weather.

There are about three miles of shops, usually high-end chain stores.

and some not so high end.

After exploring Via XX Settembre we turned our attention to the palaces. In the late 16th century, the Genoese aristocracy implemented a plan to transform the medieval city. A “New Streets” system was created to provide space for their sumptuous private palaces and mansions. In 1576 the Genoese Senate established a list of forty-two palaces that could be used as hospitality residences for notable guests from abroad, such as kings, princes, diplomats, or religious authorities. The list was updated over the years. These lists were called “rolli,” literally, “rolls.” All told, 162 palaces made the lists at least once. These palaces became a World Heritage Site in 2006. Today, the Rolli Palaces are a collective term referring to 42 of the most prominent palaces in the historic center of Genoa, situated predominantly along Via Garibaldi (formerly, Strada Nuova).

Our first stop was the Spinola Palace (Palazzo Giacomo Spinola “dei Marmi”). It was built for Giacomo Spinola between 1445 and 1450. Currently it is home to the Bank of Sardegna.

Next was Palazzo Ayrolo Negrone (Ayrolo Negrone Palace), one of the foremost Rolli Palaces of Genoa. The palace includes a building erected between 1560 and 1562 for Francesco De Ugarte, Spanish ambassador to the Republic of Genoa.

The most striking feature of the palace is a 17th-century gallery with vaults decorated with the images of Aeneas, a Trojan hero, by Giovanni Battista Carlone, commissioned by Aghostino Ayrolo. The brilliantly colored frescoes are lighted by large windows, and the balustrades bring out the effects of perspective. The story of the Trojan War is depicted here in three scenes.

Palazzo Angelo Giovanni Spinola (Angelo Giovanni Spinola Palace)  was one of the original 163 Palazzi dei Rolli of Genoa established in 1576. Today it belongs to Deutsche Bank, with limited access to the public

Palazzo Angelo Giovanni Spinola (Angelo Giovanni Spinola Palace)

Palazzo Lomellino (Lomellino Palace) was built between 1559 and 1565,

Palazzo Lomellino (Lomellino Palace)

The façade, designed by il Bergamasco, is enlivened by a rich stucco decoration, with winged female herms supporting the string course on the ground floor;

and ribbons and drapes holding trophies of arms on the second floor.

Over the door and on the ceiling of the entryway are medallions with classical figures.

The oldest pictorial work in the building is the cycle of frescoes created in 1623-1624

Palazzo Bianco (White Palace) got its name for the plain color of its facade. It was built between 1530 and 1540 for diplomat Luca Grimaldi, who was from a prominent Genoese family. 

And finally, the Palazzo Doria-Tursi is by far the most impressive and important building on Via Garibaldi. Since 1848 it has been the seat of the Genoa City Hall. The palace was built starting in 1565 by  Domenico and Giovanni Ponsello for Niccolò Grimaldi (1524-1593).

As a culmination of the residential splendor of the Genoese aristocracy, the palace boasts an unprecedented and ingenious architectural solution – the succession of interior spaces: atrium, staircase, rectangular courtyard raised above the portico and double ramp staircase, creating a wonderful play of lights and perspectives.

There were more castles to see, but we had grown weary and decided to head back for a break. Along the way we made several observations. In areas of high tourism and/or UNESCO protection, some of the architectural features are painted on to give visual uniformity to the street.

while the neighboring window may have actual wood frames.

Also, we had wondered if this very catholic country celebrated Halloween at all; the indication of this bookstore is a resounding Yes.

On the way back we passed a bakery and bought two Ligurian treats to try at a later time: baci (kiss) cookies, so called because the chocolate ganache sandwiched between the two layers of hazelnut cookies look like lips.

and pandolce, a sweet Italian Christmas bread from Genoa consisting of flour, sugar, butter, milk, raisins, candied orange rind, eggs, lemon juice, and pine nuts. It is sold wrapped as a gift. It tasted mostly like Irish soda bread but a little sweeter.

As one may be able to discern from this reading, Genoa was not our favorite city. We are not maritime buffs, and overall except for the areas with the shopping and the palaces, it is a bit of a dirty, run-down city. But the main reason to visit Genoa is for the food. Ligurian culture has produced many food favorites, the most well known is probably foccacia, but also pesto. So when in Genoa… that night for dinner we ordered two of the most famous Ligurian dishes: trofie pesto and minestrone soup.

An iconic dish of the Ligurian tradition is trofie pasta with Genoese pesto sauce. It is thought that this specific type of pasta (short and twisted) comes from Sori in the province of Genoa. The Pesto is made with P.D.O. Genoveses basil (from here, and the least minty of all the basils), local Extra Virgin Olive Oil (preferably using local Taggiasca olives), pine nuts, garlic, pecorino and parmesan cheese. The typical  version of the dish includes green beans and potatoes. 

Minestrone was born as a home dish, a dish for daily dinners sitting with family at the kitchen table. And in fact there is no precise recipe , because in minestrone they put seasonal vegetables, those that were available, and because each family had its own habits and tastes. In general, in spring minestrone was more varied and was enriched with basil pesto. In winter, when basil was not available, the few seasonal vegetables were seasoned, at the end of cooking, with a soffritto of onion and parsley. Overall, it is very different than what we call minestrone in the states.

I will add here that my favorite component of every Italian menu is at the back where there is a code for every ingredient for people with food allergies or aversions. Each item on the menu has any corresponding numbers added. Some restaurants also include whether any of the ingredients had been previously frozen.

We were then on to Cinque Terre, also in the Ligurian region, so more opportunity to try new intriguing dishes. Again our travel day was one of rain. We arrived in Monterosso al Mare too early for our AirBnB check in, so we had lunch then a stroll to the beach on a very gray day.

We explored the town a bit which is separated into 2 parts via a tunnel. We were to stay in the “old town,” at the center of which is a church, of course. San Giovanni Batista dates from the 13th century. The façade is of both white marble and serpentine which is typical of churches built in the Ligurian Gothic style. The rose window is composed of 18 small columns as its radii.

San Giovanni Batista

The church required significant renovations after the 2011 flood.

interior San Giovanni Batista

In the same square is a second religious edifice: the oratory of the Neri Brotherhood built in the 17th century.

On the façade is the Latin inscription: mortis et orationis which means death and prayer. The brotherhood was devoted to prayer and to helping the needy that could not afford a burial.

We were met by our host who showed us up the many, many flights of stairs to our apartment. But the climb was worth it. We not only had a really lovely apartment, but we had a rooftop terrace with an amazing view!

After a grocery shop we settled in for the night hoping the morning would bring sunshine, which to our relief it did. Based on the advise of our host, we bought the 5 towns unlimited train pass to explore all of Cinque Terre over the next few days. First we ventured past the tunnel and wandered into Monterosso al Mare’s “new town.”

First we climbed the hill and were treated to views.

and a statue of St. Frances.

and this little pieta tucked into an alcove.

We then headed down toward the beach and stopped for a typical Ligurian lunch: a focaccia sandwhich.

Then we strolled the promenade to the Gigante (the Giant), a 46 foot high statue of Neptune. The giant was sculpted of both rock and reinforced concrete in 1910.

It originally held upon its head a humongous seashell that was the terrace for the luxurious Villa Pastine, but it was destroyed by allied bombs during WWII.

Looking back at Monterosso al Mare, we noticed the terraces for which it is famous. The terracing system has been in place since around 1000 AD to stabilize the land for farming. .  The stones are local sandstone. Over the years over 4,000 miles of mureti (walls) have been built. The most common current crops are grapes for the local wines and lemons for the local limoncini, and, of course, olives.


Next we hopped on a train and decided to get off in the very next town: Vernazza. With Monterossa, Vernazza is the oldest of the Cinque Terre towns, first mentioned in 1080.

The town was packed with tourists and had restaurants literally everywhere.

We headed over to the marina

On the way back through town we stopped by the local church: the church of Santa Margherita d’Antiochia. It was built in the 13th century in the Gothic-Ligurian style on a pre-existing Romanesque building using serpentinite, a local green stone. Mentioned for the first time in 1318, it stands on a rock overlooking the sea.

The interior is a bit dark.

The walls are decorated with wooden plaques denoting the stages of the cross.

And the view out the window is magnificent.

Next we hopped back on the train and we headed to Manarola. The ancient townspeople of Manarola descended the hills from the hamlet of Volastra, which they abandoned for the seaside during the 14th century plague. Upon arriving to Manarola by train, we were greeted by a plaque of the Cinque Terre National Park.

and a little statue.

Here we also saw our first hint of Christmas decor.

Again the streets were packed with tourists.

There was not much of a beach, but that did not stop some brave bathers.

We hiked out along the coastal promenade for a view back towards Manarola.

Also from that vantage point we could see the town of Corniglia up on the top of the hill.

Also from this vantage point we could see the ferry that carries passengers from one Cinque Terre town to another.

There was a market set up in one of the main squares.

We rode the train back to Monterrosa for a stroll on the beach.

We enjoyed one of our many delicious seafood dinners that evening which included a new one for us: deep fried stuffed sardines.

Next morning we ventured back through the tunnel to the train station, this time first to Corniglia, which is the only of the five Cinque Terre towns that is not by the sea.

Corniglia on the hill

After arriving by train, we waited for the bus to transport us up the long and winding roads. Despite it being October, the wait was a bit long and hot in the sun, and the town a bit underwhelming, basically one cramped street.

Although I do love this little Ligurian motto:

The church at the top was tiny.

From above the church is a view of Manorola.

We chose a restaurant with a view for our lunch

and enjoyed fried calamari and zucchini, another typical Ligurian dish.

Rather than wait in the hot sun for the bus back down the hill, we braved the steps, of which there were a lot.

Next we rode the train to Riomaggiore, named for the “big river” that flows beneath the town. Upon arrival by train, one must pass through a tunnel which has been decorated with mosaics by artist Sylvio Benedetto.

From there we entered the town of Riomaggiore.

We climbed up the hill on the side of town to the church above: Oratorio di Santa Maria Assunta, a place now used for the town’s elderly to gather.

Oratorio di Santa Maria Assunta
interior Oratorio di Santa Maria Assunta

Further up the hill was the Church of San Giovanni Battista of Riomaggiore built in 1340, but the façade was restored in the 19th century.

Church of San Giovanni Battista of Riomaggiore

Inside are many chapels like this one devoted to Madonna.

interior Church of San Giovanni Battista of Riomaggiore

And still further up the hill overlooking the town is a castle built for its defense in 1260. Today the castle is part of the parks department and is used for meetings and ceremonies.

All along the path up to the castle were large plantings of succulents.

From the top we had a view looking down on the town of Riomaggiore, a little less colorful than some of the other Cinque Terre towns..

From here there was also a view of the train which runs through many tunnels connecting the towns of Cinque Terre.

We took a different route back down and found ourselves on Lover’s Lane, which is a path that connects Riomagiorre and Manarola. Its name was coined by journalist Paolo Monelli inspired by the fact that the path was used by lovers from the two towns to meet during WWII before the rail line was built.

And finally we made our way down and out to the marina.

Then it was back to Monterosso al Mare and another walk along the promenade.

view of “Old Town” Monterosso al Mare

and another gorgeous sunset from our rooftop terrace.

Italy: Lombardy Region: Milan 10/12-14; Como 10/15-16

We arrived Milan via train, so easy. The central train station is huge and bustling.

We negotiated our way into the metro and rode it to the neighborhood of our AirBnb, which was well placed right off a main artery: Via Torino, yet off a courtyard in a very quiet building on a side street. After picking up some groceries and settling in, we set off to explore the Old City. We passed the Biblioteca Ambrosiana, which urged us in with the promise of the Atlantic Codex of Leonardo DaVinci; we made a mental note to return. (turns out this was the back anyway).

Further along we came to Piazza Cordusio where the court of the Lombard dukes once stood. It was later the financial hub of Milan until the 2010s when the financial institutions transferred to skyscrapers. Today it’s a social and commercial hub.

 
Assicurazioni Generali building, built in late 19th century
Italian Credit Palace (UniCredit), built 1901

Meandering northwest from Piazza Cordusio on Via Dante, we passed street artists, shops, cafes, and sooooo many people! We took our time to take in our surroundings. We were falling in love with Milan.

Further along Via Dante we passed the Monument to Giuseppe Garibaldi (1807-1882), a national hero as a general and later politician.

Monument to Giuseppe Garibaldi 1895

At the end of Via Dante stands the Castello Sforzesco. It was built in the 15th century by  Francesco Sforza, Duke of Milan, on the remnants of a 14th-century fortification. Later renovated and enlarged, in the 16th and 17th centuries it was one of the largest citadels in Europe.

Castello Sforzesco

We walked around the castle grounds, but it was getting late, as evidence by the lights starting to come on, and we had a dinner reservation.

We retraced our steps down Via Dante and before turning onto Via Torino, we found ourselves in front of the Duomo, which we planned to come back to with more time, but could not resist admiring it lit up.

Duomo

Dinner was just what a first night in Italy should be: pizza at Rossini.

The next morning we were up and out for our walking tour, which met in front of the Duomo. At the top of the plazza is a statue of Victor Emmanuel II (1820-1878) who in 1861 became the first king of a reunited Italy (since the 6th century).

Victor Emmanuel II (1895)

In the plaza we met our guide Marco.

Although we met in front of the Duomo, Marco led us away to some of Italy’s history before returning to this important structure. First he showed us the snake-eating-man symbol, also known as a Biscione, which was the symbol for the influential Visconti family (1277-1477). (It is also a reference to Dante). He told us their reign is known as the second golden age of Milan. The first was in the 4th century. The Visconti family symbol is now the symbol for Milan and also has been adopted by several companies including a local TV channel, a soccer team, and Alpha Romeo cars.

As an aside, Marco told us that the local dialect used by Dante for his poetry is what is today called Italian. He then took us by The Church of St. Anthony

He shared with us the story of why shingles is called “St. Anthony”s fire” in Italy. St. Anthony, always pictured with a pig, as he is here, used pig fat to calm the symptoms of shingles.

Next we visited the Church of San Nazaro, dating to the 4th cetury (Milan’s first Golden Age), it is one of the oldest churches in Milan. It is the oldest Latin cross church in the history of Western art. In the 4th century, Milan was the capitol of one of the four regions of the Roman Empire, and was the first region to allow Christianity.

There have been many changes to the church through the centuries, especially after a fire in 1077. The remnants of the 4th century Roman building can be seen in the part of the wall seen with the brick herringbone pattern, a typical Roman technique.

While here Marco gave us much more Milan history. The city was completely destroyed twice. The first time was by the Ostrogoths in 476. The second was by Frederick Barbarossa of the holy Roman Empire in 1162. He was known as the Kaiser Rotbart, which in English means “Emperor Redbeard.” He leveled most of the city, which then came under the rule of the Holy Roman Empire.

Our next stop was a former hospital of Milan which, started in 1456, remained a hospital until the 1930s when it was deemed not modern enough. It is now part of the Milan State University. It was built by the Sforzesco family (same family as the castle above). Francesco Sforza was the son-in-law of Visconti. The last Visconti duke died in 1447 without a male heir. Sforza was the duke of Milan until 1499 when Milan was invaded by France and was then a province of a foreign country until Italy was reunified in 1861.

At the time the hospital was built, it was the largest in Europe. It was also the first hospital to be devoted to actual recovery (rather than palliative care or as a shelter, which is what hospitals were at the time). At the main gate monks would assess, ie triage, and if a person was felt to be terminal, they were sent elsewhere. It was the first hospital where patients had their own bed (imagine!) and a semi-private bathroom facility. And all of this including meals was free to the patients; it was the first public hospital. The funds initially came from the founder Francesco Sforza, but later from private donors.

The hospital was the highlight of Milan in its time, made famous in 1510 by Martin Luther who described it in one of his journals.

Marco the took us by Via Laghetto. He explained to us that in ancient and medieval times cities with waterways for transportation were those that prospered. Milan needed to dig canals to connect the city with waterways elsewhere in Europe. One was dug in the 1100s, connecting Milan to Switzerland, and the second in the 1400s, connecting Milan to the rest of western Europe. Right before the French invasion in 1499, Milan was one of the most advanced, richest, and most populated cities in Europe. In the 1400s, the canals were used to bring in all the marble for the Duomo from the Candoglia Quarry. Where Via Laghetto is now was then a pond where the marble was offloaded, then taken by cart to the Duomo building site. The pond has since been filled in and covered in concrete.

Finally we headed back toward the Duomo, a legacy of the Visconti family. It was paid for by the Duke as a way of “buying” his title of Duke for independence for Milan from the Holy Roman Empire. It was started in 1386 in the Gothic style, which was already out of vogue in Europe. It is the only Gothic style church in Italy. The main spire was finished in 1774; the front was finished in 1814; the last gates were completed in 1965. It is the largest Gothic church in the world. Part of the reason it took so long to complete was the sacking of Milan by the French in 1499 after which the funding dried up except for private donations.

Atop the main spire is Mary, known to the locals as Madonnina because of how small she looks from the ground. In actuality, she is 13 feet tall and stands at a height of 355 feet. At the time she was placed there in 1774, she represented the highest point in Milan and it stayed that way, by decree, until 1960 when Pirelli finally won a variance for his skyscraper. Pirelli’s building, at 417 feet was higher, but in deference to her tradition, he placed a smaller version of the Madonnina atop his building; as has every building since that has reached new heights. “My Beautiful Small Lady” is the anthem of Milan.

In addition to Mary, there are over 3,400 statues in and on the Duomo.

The most amusing statue is on a balcony on the front of the church. The two are labeled as New Justice and Old Justice.

The one on the left: New Justice looks very similar to Lady Liberty in NY harbor, though she predates our gift from France by over 70 years.

Next Marco took us to the Galleria, a shopping center built to celebrate the reunification of Italy. It opened in 1867. In 1865 Milan had become the second city (after New York) to have electric lights. The Galleria was truly the gentrification of the area with it’s upscale shops and restaurants.

He explained to us that all the central shops are Italian; the French are only on the outer portions of the cross shaped space. All the shops must have uniform signage of gold lettering on black.

The paintings over the entrances represent the Italian flag of the reunification with its red cross.

Outside the galleria and across the street is the Scala Theater for performances in music, ballet, and opera. After a fire had destroyed the previous theater, La Scala was commissioned and built in 1778. The new theatre was built on the former location of the church of Santa Maria della Scala, from which the theatre gets its name. As with most of the theaters at that time, La Scala was also a casino, with gamblers playing in the foyer. In its first 34 years patrons would use their boxes for social life, business meetings, and even fornication during the performance. But in 1812 Rossini made his debut here followed shortly by Bellini, Donizetti, and later Verdi, four of Italy’s most famous composers. Since then, most attendees have actually enjoyed the performances at la Scala. The theater opens for its season every year on December 7, the feast day of Saint Ambrose, patron saint of Milan. Unfortunately, the entire building is currently enclosed for renovations.

Marco next took us to the Piazza Mercanti, which, created in the middle of the 13th century, was the center of political and city life in medieval Milan.

Piazza Mercanti

If a merchant could not pay his debts, all his goods were confiscated then his desk (Banco in Italian) was brought to the square and broken (rotto in Italian). Banco-Rotto was the origin of the word bankrupt and not just in English. Marco asked at least 6 people how banco-rotto is pronounced in their language and it was amazingly similar in every language.

City Hall

The last place Marco took us was to see L.O.V.E., commonly known as il Dito (Italian for “the finger”), a sculpture by Italian artist Maurizzio Cattalan (1960- ). The name L.O.V.E. is the acronym of “Libertà, Odio, Vendetta, Eternità” (“Freedom, Hatred, Revenge, Eternity”).

L.O.V.E. 2011

The sculpture is located in Piazza degli Affari, where the Italian stock exchange is located.  Maurizio Cattelan has never disclosed the exact meaning of the sculpture.  The two most accepted explanations are 1: that it represents both a critique of the Fascist salute and 2: that it is designed as a protest against financial institutions after the 2008 financial crisis. The stock exchange building was built during fascism by architect Paolo Mezzanotte and completed in 1932. But as Marco pointed out, if the first option is true, why is the finger pointed away from the stock exchange toward the viewer?

Piazza degli Affari

After lunch we mustered up enough energy to return to Biblioteca Ambrosiana. We got audio guides to learn about Federico Borromeo (1564-1631), Cardinal Archbishop of Milan. During his stays in Rome between 1585 and 1601, he developed the idea of ​​a cultural institution of a high artistic, literary and scientific level. He started a collection which has been built upon through the centuries. During the Napoleonic plundering of Italy much of the contents were stolen and transferred to France. Most have since been returned. The first few rooms of the museum contain works obtained by the cardinal himself like this Titian in 1618.

Adoration of the Magi, Titian, 1576

One of the most precious artworks in the collection, and in the city of Milan., is the The School of Athens by Raphael (1483-1520). It is the largest renaissance cartoon that has survived to this day, and was made by Raphael as a preparatory work for the Stanza della Segnatura room in the Vatican, which was commissioned by Julius II. It entered Federico Borromeo’s collection in 1626, when he purchased it from the widow of Fabio Borromeo Visconti for the massive sum of six hundred imperial lire. Although it is known as The School of Athens, the more exact title is Philosophy, as suggested by the allegory of the same subject painted on the vault above the fresco in the Stanza della Segnatura, as part of a very complex iconographic project. At the centre we see the two greatest philosophers, Plato (painted with the likeness of Leonardo, with his finger pointing upwards and identifiable by the Timaeus he is holding, one of his works that had enormous influence on later philosophy) and Aristotle, who is identified by his book of Ethics.


The collection includes non Italian artists, especially from the school of Flanders, like this Still Life by artist Jan Brueghel the Elder (1568-1625), one of the first Still Lifes known.

Later additions include sculptures, jewelry, and pieces like this hollow deer for serving wine. Below can be seen a pair of gloves worn by Napoleon Bonaparte.

The Biblioteca Ambrosiana is full of treasures, even the walls like these mosaics.

The courtyard is full of statues.

Even the ceilings are works of art.

There is an entire room devoted to works by DaVinci (and this is only one of 4 museums in Milan with works of his). Most famous is this self portrait.

But what had drawn us into the Biblioteca Ambrosiana was the library itself and the DaVinci Atlantic Codex.

In December 2019 Dolce and Galbana donated the Chiaravalle tower clock. The large clock in fact reproduces the complex astronomical machine of the Chiaravalle Abbey completed according to the intuitions of Leonardo da Vinci illustrated in the pages of his Atlantic Codex, which is exhibited in the same room.

And finally, what we came for. The posted sign says it all best.

Fun fact, DaVinci wrote his codexes in mirror writing, ie backwards; no one knows why, but there are many theories.

single sheet of the Atlantic Codex describing air lift
an original bound Atlantic Codex volume

After a very full day it was early to bed anticipating Howard’s and Georgia’s arrival in the morning. After they dropped their luggage and an early coffee, we set out independently. Eric and I had booked tickets to the Duomo. But first we wanted to go back to the Galleria, which is right next to the Duomo, and spend a little more time looking around.

It had been so crowded with people during our tour that Marco walked through briskly making picture taking difficult. Due to the presence of elegant shops and clubs it has been a meeting place for the Milanese bourgeoisie since its inauguration. It has been nicknamed “drawing room of Milan.” It is among the most famous examples of European iron architecture, as seen in the balustrades below, and represents the archetype of the nineteenth-century shopping gallery and is often considered one of the first examples of a shopping center in the world.

At the intersection of the arms of the Gallery is the space surmounted by the dome, called “octagon” due to its shape obtained by cutting the four corners at the intersection of the two orthogonal galleries. The floor of the octagon hosts a large central mosaic representing the coat of arms of the House of Savoy.

The tops of the four walls resulting from the cut are each decorated with a painted 
lunette, 15 metres wide at the base and 7 metres high at its maximum, each representing a different continent.


Asia represented sitting on a throne where natives and other men with Asian features pay homage to her with gifts

 The floor of the octagon celebrates the historical 8 capitals of Italy, represented by their shields, plus Milan, which was never a capitol. Tradition says that rotating three times on oneself with the right heel in correspondence with the genitals of the bull depicted in the mosaic on the floor in the center of the octagon brings good luck. The gesture was originally performed as a mockery towards the city of Turin, whose coat of arms depicts the bull, and then spread simply as a superstitious rite . This ritual, repeated often every day, mainly by tourists, quickly wears out the image of the bull, which must be restored frequently.

And now it was time for the Duomo. We had bought the “Fast Track” tickets online which meant we were to ride the elevators up to the terraces first (rather than climb the nearly 300 stairs). We were let out first on the lower terrace, which was good because I needed to get used to the height. The terraces measure over 86,000 square feet over the two levels.

It was very interesting to be able to see the gargoyles (called falconaturas because they are actually for drainage of rainwater) up close. There are 150 gargoyles.

There are 135 spires. Of note, there is no bell tower. There are bells internally, but they are only rung on a few high holy days throughout the year. The bells heard daily are a recording.

It seems by their placement on the terraces that some statues were never meant to be seen from the street. The terraces were built for visitors to the Duomo.

There were plaques along the way explaining some of the history. Across from the terrace the Venneranda Fabbrica building can be seen. It holds, preserves, and restores all of the documents related to the Duomo. During WWII the building was damaged by shrapnel but the large clock on it’s top was saved, supported by the statues of Day and Night.

The Carelli spire was the first built, named for Marco Carelli who, near his death in 1395 donated 35,000 gold ducats (about 30 million dollars in today’s money). Although named for Carelli, the statue is of King George.

We climbed further to reach the upper terrace.

This plaque shows damage done to a spire during the WWII bombings.

Today that spire has been restored,

From this height one can see modern Milan in the distance.

Finally we climbed the last 90 steps up to the roof. The main spire was built between 1765 and 1770. In the mid 1800s it almost buckled from the weight; a metal rod was inserted for stability.

The pages of photos and text seen to the right give tribute to all those who are needed to constantly maintain and repair the marble. Seen up close, the different colors can really be appreciated. The white is the newer marble, still recovered from the same Candoglia quarry. As the marble ages it becomes first gray then black then begins to crumble.

Also from up here, though still far away, the Madonnina is close enough for a photo. She is 13 feet high, made from 33 copper plates, is covered in 600 sheets of gold leaf, and weighs over 880 pounds. In August 1943 she was wrapped in sheets of burlap so her shine would not attract bombers.

I particularly liked this small statue. There are so many of Mary in this cathedral dedicated to her.

As we began our descent, we got views of the city from the other side.

Finally we climbed down and entered the cathedral.

There are 52 pillars and 5 naves.

Over the entrance is the Assumption of Mary.

Right by the entrance is the tomb of Castrelli (I guess he deserved a primo burial spot after the gift of 35,000 gold ducats).

Also at the front of the church is a sundial. In medieval Italy before clocks, time was told by where a ray of light shone through a hole in the roof and landed on the floor below.

The floors are marble throughout.

Near the front, opposite the entrance, is the Baptismal Font.

There are 164 large stained glass windows featuring more than 3000 characters. In each of the world wars more than 50 workers removed and wrapped the stained glass windows during the bombardments.

This one depicts the life of Christ with His birth at the bottom and the Crucifixion at the top.

There is a large monument in the apse behind the main alter.

One of the side chapels, which is dedicated to Mary,

shows a statue in relief of Mary as a small child.

The organ is in the high alter.

At the top of the high alter is a cross with a red light. The red light signifies where an original nail from ‘the cross of Jesus’ is kept. It is brought out every December 14th for 40 hours.

After a snack and a rest, we set out again to see the Castello Sforzesco. Along the way we passed these ancient ruins from the 4th century.

Il Palazzo Imperiale

When we arrived at the castle we were dismayed to learn that the museum is closed on Mondays. We were able to spend some more time exploring the grounds of the castle.

Now that the Visconti family shield had been pointed out by Marco, we saw it everywhere.

The Rocchetta courtyard had frescos that had been plastered over. They were revealed during an early 2010s renovation.

The restoration is yet incomplete on purpose to save some of the frescos for future generations.

The vaults are adorned with the Sforzo family emblems throughout.

Another courtyard is called the elephant courtyard because of the elephant fresco revealed on the portico painted to look three dimensional with its surrounding architectural structures.

We walked through the castle out the back and saw what had been the moat.

We headed to the park behind. From there we could see the Unicredit Tower in the distance.

In another direction we could see Porta Sempione (“Simplon Gate”), the city gate. The name is used both to refer to the gate proper and to the surrounding district The gate is marked by a landmark triumphal arch called Arco della Pace (“Arch of Peace”), dating back to the 19th century. We headed over.

Porta Sempione 
Arco della Pace

Beyond the gate our love affair with Milan intensified. We are ready to move into this neighborhood, if even for a little while.

With the tree lined streets, the 1880 tram, and the gorgeous buildings, what else does one need?

Just look at this apartment building: exquisite.

we could even peek into the ceilings: to-die-for

even a cute restaurant right on the block.

Heading back through Sempione Park, we went a different route and found this playground.

including a little traintrack. Took Eric back to his childhood days.

We even saw an exercise class happening in the park.

We saw what looked like a huge stadium and poked ourselves in to find a high school track event.

We passed back through the castle which was now lit up for the night.

We were then passed by a dining tram, a first for us. We have seen dining trains and boats, but never a tram.

Our perfect day was topped by a perfect meal at Andry’s. One of the anecdotes told on the audioguide inside the Duomo was that of an artist who, while working on the yellow windows, as a prank, put the flower pistons he was using for dye into the risotto, and to the surprise of all, it was delicious. And so Milanese risottos (with saffron) was born. We tried it with shellfish, and it was truly delicious.

There is soooo much music, art, history, sooo many museums, and sooo many restaurants, we felt we had barely scratched the surface of this city. We hope to come back and stay for a month or two next time.

In the morning we took the metro back to the central station to pick up our rental car nearby. In the plaza outside the station we saw this, probably for the store brand, but for a New Yorker, who can resist a “Big Apple” photo shot?

We drove north to Como where we had a room rented in an apartment building right by the water. We walked by the lake, but the weather was a bit cold and damp, so we headed toward the old part of the town. Our first stop was the Duomo di Como, reputably last Gothic cathedral built in Italy. Construction began in 1396, and although considered Gothic, it has Romanesque, Renaissance, and Baroque architectural style elements.

The 286-foot-long and 246-foot-wide cathedral has a Latin Cross plan. There are three naves and a Renaissance transept topped by a stunning dome.

There is also a sundial, albeit different from the one in the Duomo of Milan.

Attached to the Duomo is the town hall, Broletto di Como (Old Town Hall). “Broletto” is an old term derived from the Medieval Latin word “brolo.” A brolo was a broad, walled field where people could have town meetings. Eventually, the brolo or broletto became the Town Hall. Today, it is a venue for exhibits and events. Originally erected in 1215, the Old Town Hall style is now a melange of Gothic-Romanesque-Renaissance elements.

These buildings sit in a cute square

with elements of the iron architecture seen in Milan.

Next we visited Basilica di San Fedele (Basilica of Saint Fidelis). Saints Fidelis, Carpophorus, and Exanthus are celebrated as saints and martyrs in Como. Legend has it that they were three soldiers bent on converting pagans around Como. Ultimately they were martyred. The Basilica of Saint Fidelis is dedicated to one of these third-century martyrs. The church was erected in 1120 over a Christian church from the 7th century. The building features a Romanesque architectural style.

Basilica di San Fedele

The ceiling is a barrel vault with a bone-arched pediment.

As we ventured further into the old town we happened into this square.

Piazza Volta

Here we found a statue of Volta. Alessandro Giuseppe Antonio Anastasio Volta ( 1745-1827) was an Italian chemist, physicist, inventor of the first electric generator, discoverer of methane gas, and inventor of the  Voltaic Pile, the first electrical battery. He was born and lived out his last days in Como. The monument to Volta was erected in Como in 1838. Volta stands atop the high pedestal in a toga. His left-hand holds a book. The right-hand rests on the Voltaic Pile.

We then headed back toward the lake. We passed through Piazza Cavour (Cavour Square), the main square of Como and the heart of the historical center of the city.

Piazza Cavour

We crossed back toward the lake.

There we spied Life Electric, a sculpture celebrating Volta. It sits on the end of the Breakwater Pier (Diga Foranea) and was inaugurated in 2015. Life Electric was inspired by the tension between two poles of a battery.

For dinner we headed back into the old town to Rive Enoteca, a restaurant charming in every way, including the centerpieces.


We enjoyed another Milanese saffron risotto, this time with chunks of ossobuco. Rive Enotica also had a self-serve wine bar, a new experience for me. Between us we were able to taste 7 different wines with our 3 courses, heaven.

Unfortunately, the next day the weather turned cold and rainy. We drove and met Howard and Georgia in a cute restaurant by the lake in Malgrate. But once we got back to Como we hunkered down for the rest of the day.