
As we got off the train it was raining a bit. Our hostel had a lockout, as most do in Italy, for about four hours. What do you do in a tiny Italian town when its pouring rain??? You go for lunch and then you drink cheap wine from an adoralbe little cafe that either doesn't seem to notice that you have been there for the last two hours or doesn't care..
That was that. Rain and rain and rain and boredom. The hostel wasn't that interesting at night. I guess it is because at 10am you have to be out of the rooms until 4pm so people need their beauty sleep.

Some weird farmers on the hill. These all light up every other night....
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