Another Foray after a Nona Nap


 Yesterday I hadn't been able to access the two main churches in Frascati -one was locked (Church of Jesus - pretty specific, huh?) and the other one had a fabulous wedding going on, so after a wee siesta, I thought the time may be right to take another wander - but first, an icecream. Melon, salted caramel and fig with walnuts - and all just because it was 35 degrees. And that wee distraction cost me 7 euros...

 The main church was indeed open (Basilica Cattedrale di San Pietro Apostolo) and was built on the Greek cross floor plan (just starting to understand all of this after weeks of church hopping - some are, some aren't - some are on the maltese cross floor plan.) 
The interior of the cathedral was destroyed by bombing in 1943, and the information says that it appears bare,  and it was a bit I guess. Still pretty ornate.






The Chiesa del Gesu  (Church of Jesus) on the other hand was the first church where most of the artwork was frescoes and not huge canvases of scary and violent scenes (honestly need an art history geek with me on these visits), where even the balconies and windows where frescoed.








And then around another corner I came upon this campanile, a 13th century little treasure but the shot of the bell tower is all I have. I like the photo though, aren't these phones great at taking photos? Who would bother lugging a heavy camera around these days?


I also found where the majority of  the good restaurants are situated which would have been helpful last night instead of settling for a 10 euro acai bowl with breakfast granola...

I'm reading Fiona Farrell's new book The Deck at the moment and there is a sentence in it which talks about the bubonic plague in Florence, noting that although the science wasn't understood, social distancing was - initially it was for 10 days (and I can't find the page in the book with the word in Italian for a 10 day social isolation because I'm not good at driving my kindle yet) and then increased to 40, hence quarantine. I just love these little etymological pearls. 

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