I will have to go back though. The day was murky but the views of the lake were highly promising.
Rocca dei Papi has a reach Pope history, it seems. Uncle and I aren’t really fluent in these matters but we had a look around. The fortress looms above the town along the southern shores of Lake Bolsena called Montefiascone, “Mount Flaškon”, which in Slovenian is a big wine bottle.
There was no bar to be seen but the doors are everywhere, aren’t we lucky? Even though I couldn’t find the little girls’ door: in the monastery-type establishment there was only “uomini” on the doors of the facilities. We are all humans after all.