Back from Italy…
We spent the first few days in the region of Lago di Bolsena, which was all quite pretty, but probably won’t won’t be remembered for too long…

Then we went on to Abruzzo, combined with the realisation that August is not the best month to go there. Instead of small lonely mountain villages, there were tourists and crowds everywhere. But what the heck: we still found a few pretty and not too crowded places… besides, we were supposed to go on to Calabria anyway.

Frattura/ Abruzzen

But before that, we stopped at Melito Irpino Vecchia…

…and had been very fascinated by this abandoned church.

Arrived in the very south. In Gioia Tauro.

Pentedattilo. 

Roghudi. When I was looking for places worth seeing in Calabria, I kept coming across Roghudi Vecchio – a place completely abandoned after an earthquake. I wanted to see it. And it didn’t start too badly: a small, narrow road that wasn’t in the best condition, but still seemed passable and led us through a beautiful landscape. Unfortunately, the road gradually became narrower and steeper and curvier… and narrower and steeper and… soon it wasn’t really a road any more. But turn around now and drive all the way back? Where should one have turned around anyway? Not possible. So the journey continued. On through a piece of the world that seemed completely forgotten and abandoned. After some time we finally arrived, but unfortunately it was becoming evening and driving the rest of the way in the dark was a rather unappealing thought. So no time to look at Roghudi, just a few quick photos from a little distance and the memory of the strange, somehow oppressive atmosphere there, which one does not forget so quickly…

Ferruzzano.

Back in Abruzzo – in L’Aquila…