Our house seen from the road to Guardiagrele.
This is where the umini hang out. It was my fault - I invaded their teritory.
All the little pazzelli makers at il marketo. Besides typically Italian things, the market has very old books, combinations of francobolli and cameos in silver teeth and chain.
The Ducati racing bikes.
...And their bikers.
Running to get there!
Run, Jump, Swim!
A great shot of Mama getting to the hermatige.
We arrive at the hermatige site and start exploring the land!
Mama ascends the soft Maijellan rock.
Principessa.
Principessa.
Mama touching the hermatige of Sant'Angelo.
Mama's veiw of the Sant'Angelo hermatige.
On the way home, we stopped at an agrotourism place, the man that gave us really good olive oil in a 1.5 litre pop bottle.
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