Thursday Doors 13/1/22: Santa Severa 4.

This year looks like a good year for finishing stuff. I try to keep a neat blog but sometimes things are left horribly unfished (and even unfinished). This is the museum inside the Santa Severa castle and its doors.

Last summer on my previous blog we finally reached the museum in the third Thursday Doors post from the Santa Severa castle – and then I stopped. You see, I finally got to go to Slovenia and was overwhelmed by seeing my people again and by the vaccinations and all the doors in Slovenia, and later I forgot to conclude this series. I shall do so now with this and another post next week.

Let’s recall: Santa Severa is a coastal town between us in southern Tuscany and Rome. We passed it often but that hot September day in 2020 was the first time we stopped to have a look at its castle by the sea which houses a museum and a hostel, among other things.

While uncle tended the dog and a beer or two in a lively bar in front of the castle, Flavia and I paid the entrance fee and entered the castle complex and I was surprised to find a little town there. Here are the three previous Thursday Doors posts from it:

• Santa Severa 1: arrival, a sea dip, and first impressions
• Santa Severa 2: hostel and pre-museum exhibits
• Santa Severa 3: the walk towards the museum in the castle proper

The museum is new, it opened in 2017, and only then it became possible to see the inside of the castle. Santa Severa used to be the Etruscan port Pyrgi a long long time ago. The history is thick here, and not all of it is pleasant.

I shall not tell you more but rather show you the museum and its doors, windows, exhibits and views. And next week the tour concludes with some exteriors and final Santa Severa doors.

Welcome! I’m always glad for your company. It’s the only one I have (apart from a couple of bestias). A plan to meet up with a friend today fell through. Tuscany is yellow again since Monday. In my little town there are 15 infected, which must be about 10 percent, and in the neighbouring towns it’s even worse. Amore learned of this while buying cigarettes. Lesson: Don’t smoke.

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  Courtyard.

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  A forbidden door.

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  Blurry but apparently a real deal door.

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  Two pigeons and a small door.

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  It’s all very efficient and sensible.

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  A pretty window door.

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  Two men of steel.

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  Inside it was fresh but I knew what awaited outside.

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  These shutters and this view made me think of early summer holidays.

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  A projection under our feet.

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  I couldn’t leave this view alone.

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  As you can see.

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  Plenty of photo fun can be had here.

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  Okay, okay, the last one.

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  The view up the stairs to closed quarters.

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  Back down and out.

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  Last man standing in Pyrgi.

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  Flavia! I miss her.

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  The main door.

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  Leaving the castle proper.

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  A door in door.

For Thursday Doors challenge hosted by Dan at No Facilities

This day in my blogging history

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  2016: Mom doing Mina’s Mille bolle blu by blowing bubbles in the water.

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  2017: Start believing in this world again. Written upon watching Hyper-Normalisation.

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  2019: The sea is coming

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  Rapidly or not at all.

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  Our house is not a beach house.
  It’s 2 km away
  and I can see the sea from the roof.

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  So is this a sea snail
  exploring inland,
  or has a land snail snatched
  an empty shell
  to appear more fancy
  to the opposite gender?

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  Do snails do that?

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  As I looked out
  and see it perched there
  I could see the future.

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  The sea will be here
  and we shall all be wearing
  shell corsets
  and smell of fish.

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  The sea is coming.

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  Rapidly or not?
  Ask the shell.
  The shell will tell:
  It’s only just begun.

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