Day three.

Day three and we were out of Sorrento and getting away from the coast in search of Italy's beautiful hill towns. The weather was iffy, rain, sun, rain, sun, but driving went smoothly and along the way we were intrigued by the many castle towns built on the tops of mountains. We were hoping to get to one so we could explore it.

 After getting off the highway we found a small mountain top town and were so excited to get out and explore that we parked in the middle of the road (we didn't think anyone could drive on the road we blocked anyways, plus the place was like a ghost town) and we decided to leave when an Italian started barking incomprehensible words at Hugh.

We were following signs to Bagnoreggio but we saw along the way a sign for a castle and we decided to visit it. It turned out to be  a hotel/restaurant and the man who owned it (we suspect he was a little lonely) gave us the grand tour. But we had to turn down his offer for lunch because we had to keep on moving (though we did buy some of his homemade jam which is very delicious). When we arrived at our destination we quickly discovered that it had only one restaurant that was open and only one hotel. We tried to eat at this place but it was full, plus we realized that we really wouldn't be able to have too much fun in a completely empty town. So we got a snack at a small bar and kept on driving.

When we reached our new destination Orvietto we knew we were in the right spot. It was the castle on the mountain kind of town we were so enthralled by the whole drive. Plus it had a beautiful Duomo church and the most interesting and beautiful back alleys! We got ourselves a hotel and settled into our temporary home. After a quick glass of wine we went to find dinner (we were all starving and hadn't eaten much since breakfast) but alas, we forgot that in Italy restaurants don't open until 7:30pm so after walking around for a while trying to find an exception, we decided to just wait it out a a small cantina. 

Dinner was well worth the wait, at a small restaurant which we were the only costumers of, we had the best food of the trip. I had tuna and garlic potatoes, Eileen had a pumpkin risotto, and hugh had a seafood pasta (the waitress said his was really special...). Even though we were so stuffed the buttons were staring to pop off of our shirts, we just had to have the chocolate mousse. Full, tired, and content, we headed back to the hotel to get a good nights rest before getting back on the road.