Welcome back! After my extended Thanksgiving break (celebrated at Open Baladin with Italian beer, hamburgers, and potato chips dusted with paprika and garlic) a brief return to Benevento, because the wonders of that little town never cease. There is a medieval cathedral facade and tower:
which reveal when you go inside a cathedral completely rebuilt in the 1950s-60s, because the original structure was bombed to smithereens in World War II:
Benevento also sports a Roman amphitheater. It’s not particularly big, but I am being completely serious when I say that, while wandering its passageways and onto the stage and through all the arches, I exclaimed: “this is better than the colosseum!”:
You could go everywhere in the amphitheater and there were no guards to tell you not to pick up that bit of ancient marble. We had the place nearly to ourselves. Our host, who had lived from age zero to about 20 in the area had never actually explored the amphitheater before, and even he was impressed by the structure.
And of course, Benevento would not be complete without a Belle Epoque-style park including, what else?, swans: