We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
A friend returned this week from 14 days in Umbria and then Florence. This family is a high-energy biking group, and the first thing they do when they go anywhere is to rent bikes. They go everywhere on their bikes regardless of terrain or traffic. 20 miles of hills is a warm-up for them.
They told me about biking to Civita di Bagnoregio. Biked over the bridge, of course. I had not heard of this interesting, deteriorating wreck of a place. An image which sticks in the brain, because all of mankind's works come to this except some things that are put into words or math or musical notes.
A couple of years ago, we did four "Hill" cities on a cruise. This was our first one. It was a foggy morning and we could not see the city. Only the bridge ascending into the clouds. It was an eerie feeling.
As I recall, there are about 15 people who still live there. Motor bikes cross the bridge. The church in the square is still active.
An interesting fact is the Nazi's destroyed the bridge forcing the villagers to flee. You cannot see it from the picture, but the bridge traverses a fairly deep ravine.