We're the only ones on the site, again. It's a big terraced site on the side of the mountain overlooking the surrounding hills & valley. There are lots of mobile homes on the other side of the site but they're all closed up for the winter, as is the restaurant & all the sports facilities.
We headed off at 10am to catch the bus to the old walled city of San Marino on the other side of the mountain only to be told that today was the feast day of St Agatha & the buses weren't running. However the lady in reception said she would take us there by car & pick us up later in the day.
The historic old city is a series of narrow roads & streets that zigzag their way up the side of the mountain to a steep escarpment at the top. It is surrounded by a wall with a castle at the very top. It is a lovely place to just wander around for a few hours. We had to take a lift up to the town from our drop off point & then enter the city through an imposing gateway. The weather was a bit miserable with low cloud & mist obscuring the views of the surrounding countryside but it did clear a bit during the morning enough to see that we were almost on top of the world.
We walked around the city walls & explored the little shops, the Basilica & even the Torture Museum where we had a long chat with a Scottish lady on the cash desk. We got in there at the reduced pensioners rate but the exhibits were a bit gruesome. There weren't many people about which was surprising as it was a holiday, although only in San Marino & not Italy.
We had a treat in the afternoon though as we came across a parade of soldiers & guardsmen all dressed up in their finery & led by a marching band through the streets. We followed them to the city hall & then up to the Basilica where they all trooped inside for a service. The bells were ringing & they kept firing two shots from a nearby cannon every so often.
We had to leave to get back at 4pm to our pick-up point down the mountainside & it was raining again so we were glad when our lady arrived to pick us up & get us back to Elsie to dry off. We'd had a very nice lunch at a Chinese restaurant in the old city so Viv had a break from cooking today & it was cheese & biscuits for supper. It was too wet to think of going out & there was nowhere close to go anyway so another evening of recorded TV shows as we listened to the rain on the roof.