Today I’m feeling a little melancholy, the cooler weather and a few other things are really making me wish that I was back in Italy, in particular the hilltop town of Orvieto. Like Venice, Orvieto stole my heart and if I cannot click my heels together and find myself sitting at a bar in the piazza outside the duomo then I shall travel back in time and revisit Orvieto through my blog.
Our last day in Orvieto and after stressing about money all afternoon because we couldn’t withdraw cash from either of our accounts, we discovered that there was an actual limit of 250 euros on the bancomat machines in Orvieto. Problem solved, we’ll pay our accommodation with Visa and withdraw more money when we get to our next destination. The fees St George Bank charge us are killers – about $75 AUD in conversion and foreign withdrawal fees to withdraw about $2000 over the past 5 weeks. It is the little things that often drive us nuts, however it isn’t enough to spoil our stay in this wonderful hill town north of Rome.
Anyway, we walked into Orvieto at about 7pm this evening, our B&B accommodation isn’t far but it is all uphill, we walked to the nearest carpark and then made use of the escalators to take us to Piazza…
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