40th Anniversary Trip Day 5 – Friday – into Barga
A cloudy day, but after breakfast we head down the 2km
driveway and up the road to the nearby town of Barga. This should be our first visit, but we
actually passed through it on the way here as a result of one of the many wrong
turnings on the journey from Florence.
One of the very helpful “Navigators” at the hotel has shown
us where to find parking. As she
predicted, the lot next to the entrance to the old town is full, but we find a
spot on the road down to the town hospital and have an energizing walk back up
to the town (City?) walls. I’m pleasantly
surprised at Barga. I suppose I was
expecting something like an English village, but instead we find a medieval
town with narrow, twisting streets with no traffic (except for fast driving local
residents!)
We climb to the top of the hill and visit the sandstone
duomo (cathedral) which dates back to the 11th Century. It’s dedicated to St. Christopher, the Patron
Saint of travelers. The last part of the walk involves broad steps with minimal
handrails so Vicky is worried about making it down again. But she valiantly makes it and we’re rewarded
not only with the cathedral visit but great views over the town. We meet two couples from Yorkshire (England),.
one of which has a house in a nearby village.
They’ve driven down through France, bringing their dog with them, so we
get to make a canine friend too.
We find a much easier way to get down the hill and stop in a
cute square for drinks at a café (outside tables). Our new English friends soon arrive and take
the next table. After a leisurely stay
we head back to the car, finding the restaurant (Scacciaguai) that I discovered
online and where the hotel staff have made a reservation for us tonight.
Back to the hotel for a rest until it’s time to return for
dinner. At 7:30pm we’re the first diners
and get a great table. There are only about 10 tables, in a couple of rooms, so
it’s quite intimate. The décor is rustic
Italian. Soon several other parties
arrive but it’s an hour before any Italians turn up! The dining room features TV screens where you
can watch the chefs preparing meals in the kitchen. As we’ll later realize when we see the chefs
cleaning up and the TV is turned off, a table here is yours for the evening!
We’re in luck as it’s truffle season and they’re harvested
locally. The menu features several
truffle dishes. We decide to start by
sharing a beef carpaccio with truffles – a great, flavorful start to a great
meal. Vicky has a chicken dish and I opt
for pasta. Everything is home made and
delicious, including the crème brulee dessert. Service is friendly and yes,
they speak English well. (Great since
I’m finding Italian very hard to pick up).
I’m ready to add one more to the
rave reviews of this place!
We’re over half way down the hill to the car when it starts
to rain and I realize I left my umbrella in the restaurant. I make the choice not to go back for it then,
because climbing the hill in the rain seems more strenuous than sprinting for
the car. Vicky has her umbrella so takes
a more leisurely approach and I’ve started heating up the car by the time she
reaches it. 3 days later I find they’ve
kept my umbrella for me. A super meal to
end a super day, despite the rain.
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