Today we continue where we stopped a month ago, in the middle of Etruscan Tarquinia amid its many doors.
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Today’s post starts where the first Thursday Doors post from our trip to Tarquinia ended a month ago.
It’s just half an hour away or so and yet this was the first time I went to the town proper with my visiting uncle. On the map it looked so easy to get there, and yet Porta di Castello, Castle Doors, our meeting point with Flavia, proved inaccessible by car so we walked there. The doors from this walk you could see in my first post, and today I show you the part of Tarquinia from the viewpoint Belvedere della Ripa, a great sunset gazing point, to the church of St. Mary in the Castle.
As for the future, we are its architects. I tend to smirk at the word hope in connection to the various crises of today, but Susanne Fletcher does hers so beautifully in her poem Hope Escapes. (If the link doesn’t take you there directly, keep pressing Next button down below until you find it. It’s worth it.)
It’s all an equilibrium built on madness, this world of ours, as Vasco Rossi sings in one of his songs. Wait till the end of the gallery and you’ll see why I mention this now.
All well to you and mind your doors.