Mostly what we did for two days: sight seeing and being in the scene.

But take a look at this portion of Orvieto’s stone wall.

Or, if you’re bent (a bit) sinister, as I am, look closer.

Those expecting landscapes (instead of faces) may prefer this:

Unless there is another Rorschach test lurking within this close up:

Like the poor cat, details of our visit to Orvieto have been short changed.

Day 1, Meal 1: after heading for the wrong table, basking in the right spot.

As with many a Duomo, the one in Orvieto is a symbol of the city.  Its celebrated facade, with all the splendor of the mosaics on a gold background, illustrates the word “photo-op” in the dictionary of Umbrian travel.  (See for yourself.)

As this outcropping of scaffold illustrates, the idea of “plans” has never appeared in any travel dictionary that we are aware of.  There will be time to return to the Duomo and its facade from many angles.  (For now, a glimpse from afar.)

Passing before our eyes (before the iPhone

could be drawn from its holster on my hip):

a man with a pig slung over his shoulders.

But if you look closely, that’s the two of them passing through the beads.

Meanwhile, I’m there hoping he’ll shoulder another to replay the photo-op.

But the best iPhone could manage was a kind glimpse into his truck.