the house on the left is for sale, if you fancy a renovation project, and past a lovely shaded campsite with wooden huts.
Then up through vines to Cesnola where I stopped in the village square at a fountain for my second breakfast.
I found evidence of doggie on an otherwise pristine stretch of concrete,
bringing to mind this conversation:
Claudio: "Oh, no, Fido! That's still wet!"
Fido: (sighs) "Oh, sorry, I'll come back then."
Claudio: "Oh no! Not that way, Fido!"
Fido: "???, humpff, now I'm really confused" (soulful look).
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