We finished our classes in Castiglion and I headed down to stay the night with a K-State friend in Orvieto. It was hard to move out of our rooms and get everything into our packs, but somehow it happened. Heading out the door to the study center, our hugs, tears, and goodbyes cut our hike short down to the station. Least to say we had plenty of time to wait for the gelateria to open and then a huge gelato to give a (first) farewell to Castiglion. After returning for the last night of the festival, I hopped the train to Rome for a night. The next morning our train took us to the airport where we said our final farewells to Italy.
Last gelato at Coco Palm!
Me and all my stuff ready to travel europe for two weeks
Sunshine on the mosaics of the Orvieto duomo
ornate exterior with inlays, carvings, and bronze sculptures
interior (much brighter than in march in the rain when we visited as a class)
Stained glass window
The measures of Castiglion Fiorentino (each town had their own) with Gabriele’s paintings displayed for the festival.
Gabriele’s artichoke patch. I was invited to dinner, and we had artichoke risotto for dinner that night. Fun!
My last night there was a festival and I was invited up with some people from Santa Chiara to watch them from a rooftop terrace.
at the Cassero tower with my favorite tree in Castiglion
i wasn’t the only one leaving
all headed to the train station
youth parade/rally/protest/reason to play loud speakers on flatbed trucks
urban roman plaza
a tearful goodbye for now to italy at the Trevi Fountain