Last week we arrived and almost circled the castle, I went for a swim and then Flavia and I entered through the castle gate. Today I show you what all there is inside the castle grounds: not only the hostel but also the House of the Nostromo.
Santa Severa is by the sea in Lazio, Italy, between our home in southern Tuscany and Rome. I’d passed it often but never stopped until that day last September with Flavia and my visiting uncle. I had heard of a hostel in the castle and couldn’t quite picture it.
We continue right where we stopped last week: at the arch leading further inside the castle grounds. We had already crossed the castle courtyard with its many buildings, and I thought I had missed the hostel, but there it was behind the invitingly open door. What a place for a hostel!
Next it was another courtyard with many doors, some open, some closed, and an open door led into the House of the Nostromo where there were certain… excavations.
I admit it, I’m a terrible museum-goer. I don’t listen to explanations, I don’t read descriptions, I’m too busy getting a look and a feel of the place. And here it was plenty of all sorts of feels. As for facts – you will need to get them elsewhere. I did a quick google search just now and found a dead body in that room. Maybe it was Nostromo.
Not finished with Santa Severa either. There will be at least one more post when we enter the museum proper. And its doors look towards the sea.
In other news, Italy is in Sunday’s Euro 2020 finals against England. That’s calcio, or soccer, or fuzbal. Amore wouldn’t even have watched the semi-finals against Spain if I hadn’t turned on the TV. So much about that.
Today is covered with some rain, a nice relief. It’s been so hot that I’m useless. Yesterday I wished to go to the beach at 5.30 am, but then turned around and slept till 9.30. I have yet to swim in the sea this year. Bestia is in the garden all day because inside it’s too hot for his liking. Our air-conditioning only works as a fan, a heavy metal fan. Not much use, just noise.
I have not taken any photo in the last nine days.
Be well and keep your cool, and now come with me, we’ll find some doors to go through.
And meanwhile, here comes the sun again.
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