Coming out of the station, Day 1, a fence (with large piles of rubble beyond it) stood between us and the most imposing sculpture from the 1962 Sculptures in the City exhibition, Alexander Calder’s Teodelapio, a monumental stabile in iron (one of the largest such erections yet in modern sculpture), meant to act as a triumphant entrance to the hill town.

Day 9, taking our first leave to Foligno, I finally expected to get my photograph, the companion study to one of my earliest blogs this trip. I do not think that it was laziness, strictly, to take a week to settle in. The lesson to be drawn from today’s approach to the train station:

Take ‘em when you’ve got ‘em, boys, take ‘em when you’ve got ‘em.