This morning, before most of Assisi was astir, and certainly before the schools of grockles arrived, we climbed up to Rocca Maggiore, the 12th century castle that overlooks the town.
It was a pretty steep climb.
But the views were worth the effort.
We stopped at a lovely little cafe on the way down, hidden from anyone who didn’t attempt the ascent.
And on the slow stroll back through the town we took the less-travelled north-south alleys, and met an Italian cat who couldn’t speak a meow of English.
We take the train back to Rome tomorrow morning and plan on a pleasant day of rest before flying home on Wednesday.