Saturday, July 29, 2017

Escape from Reality at "La Locanda del Notaio"

One of the many advantages of life in Switzerland is the easy access to Italy.  A mere three hours’ drive from Zürich, across mountain meadows, through the Alps via the San Bernadino tunnel, following the Hinterrhein valley (and here the source of the Rhine is not much more than a creek), and one comes upon the gorgeous Lago di Lugano.  Still in Switzerland, the city of Lugano has all the appearance of a Renaissance Italian municipality, complete with 18th century lakeside villas.
But before doing our Lugano shopping in earnest, the first order of business was lunch.  Feeling reckless and unaccountably flush, we chose a Michelin Star restaurant (sight unseen) above nearby Como, called La Locanda del Notaio.
After a white-knuckle drive climbing the very steep, twisting, sometimes one-car-wide road outside Lugano, we arrived at a large estate with a classy country dwelling that had been transformed into a restaurant and four-star hotel.  The proprietaria, Simonetta Manara, also an accomplished theatre choreographer, had the inspiration to develop this gastronomic wonder of local produce and elegant cuisine, named for her husband Attilio, who is a notary. The creative chef, Eduardo Fumagalli, is one of the youngest “Michelin-starred” chefs in Italy, gaining experience at Dal Marchesino in Milan, Le Taillevent in Paris, and Daniel in New York.
The location was charming in itself, at an altitude of almost a thousand meters, and in view of the gorgeous Lepontine Alps, the grounds outside the restaurant cover 10 thousand square meters of gardens, gravel paths, hydrangea bushes, and fish ponds surrounded with reeds.  Lawn furniture, tables and lounge chairs placed in convivial groups adds to the air of genteel relaxation. 
The star awarded by Michelin is indeed deserved.  Upon being seated in the summer dining room open to the outside with linen curtains pulled back to display the gardens, we were provided with a series of what the French call amuse-bouche, tasty treats from the kitchen consisting of savory fish paste rolled in pastry, snow peas in a mustard sauce and a wonderful potato foam surrounding a quail egg and drizzled with truffle oil and crunchy quinoa.  Our efficient and friendly server, who’s English was excellent, suggested a marvelous wine with our main courses, a Mastro Janni 2011 Brunello di Montalcino.  After desert, we took our coffees and wines out across the lawn to enjoy in the shady lounge chairs. 
Relaxing in the warm sunny gardens seemed a better way to spend the afternoon than returning to Lugano for shopping, but reluctantly we piled back in the car, hoping to reach Lugano before the store closed.  For the return trip we opted to drive back through Como, giving us a view of the beautiful landscapes of both Lago di Como and Lago di Lugano. We may return here another time to stay in the four-star hotel, the ancient country house, which was recently renovated with all modernity and amenities, as Madame Manara explained to us, also in excellent English.  What a lovely afternoon!

La Locanda del Notaio
Via Piano delle Noci, 42
22020 Pellio Intelvi – Como, Italy
www.lalocandadelnotaio.com

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Touching Magna Graecia


Temple of Neptune at Paestum

The most exciting part of being in Southern Italy is the chance to visit the best-preserved, oldest remains of ancient Greek culture outside of Greece, what the Roman geographer Strabo called Magna Graecia, (=Great Greece). Paestum, the site of the original Greek colony of Poseidonia, boasts the three best preserved, magnificent Doric temples, surrounded by the ruins of Greek, Lucanian, and Roman buildings.

We set aside a full day in early October, hired a driver to pick us up at Minori at 8:30 am for the two-hour drive south along the Amalfi coast, which was a gorgeous scenic route with the sparkling Tyrrhenian Sea on our right and clusters of villages clinging to the cliffs on our left.  We passed Salerno, a significant port city with a modern Maritime Terminal Station for cruise ships and for loading and unloading container ships.
At last we arrived at Paestum, thankfully not overrun with tourists. In fact, other than for some Italian tour groups, we had the place mostly to ourselves.  After obtaining entrance tickets in the Museo Archeologico Nazionale of Paestum, we crossed the road to the main gate.


The Temple of Ceres dominated the northern end of the complex, and we approached it with cameras and cell phones ready. This sanctuary, built in about 500 BC on the foundations of an older temple from 580 BC, was mistakenly attributed to the earth goddess Ceres by the 18th century scholars.  Modern research has uncovered evidence that it was really dedicated to Athena, and when the Romans took over the site, continued the dedication to Minerva, the Roman Athena. 

This temple has a more ‘classical’ Greek look, the columns are more slender than standard Doric, and the ‘cella’ was surrounded with Ionic columns, with several sandstone Ionic capitols on display outside the temple, making this temple an example of the transition from archaic to early classicism. The cella was the inner chamber that held the oversize votive statue of the goddess, nothing of which now remains.

This elegant structure, as high as a three-story building, with six columns on short side and 14 on the long, glowed in the late-morning sun against the deep blue of the sky. The western façade has more of the triangular pediment surviving; the damaged eastern pediment was partially restored in 1828.  On the north side of the building there were the remains of medieval tombs, indicating that the temple had been used as a Christian church before Paestum was abandoned in the 9th century.

Along the eastern edge of the Temple of Athena, a Roman road, the “Via Sacra” leads south toward the two other massive temples.  Walking along we passed the open areas of the Greek Agora, the Roman Forum, and a strange structure in a small walled garden that looked like a house, nearly-submerged in the soil, with only the pitched roof above ground.  Called the Heroon-Cenotaph, this was an underground sanctuary dedicated to the un-named Greek founder of Poseidonia, in which the excavators found wonderful artifacts which are on display in the museum.

Soon we reached the amazing ‘Temple of Neptune, so named because it seemed to the excavators that the most imposing temple should be dedicated to the god for whom the city was named: Poseidon/Neptune. I expected to be overwhelmed by this best-preserved Doric temple in Magna Graecia, and was not disappointed. 

Temple of Neptune
 The temple stands on a base three giant steps above the ground, the façade holds six massive columns and the long side has 13 columns.  These thick columns are clearly Doric, almost nine meters high, carved with 24 flutes to slenderize, displaying the ‘entasis’ - that technique where the columns have a slight curved bulge in the middle narrowing at the top.  The capital on top of the column was a simple flaring structure supporting a square slab called an abacus.  The horizontal stone beams called the entablature, showed the alternating pattern of the triglyphs separated by spaces where the metope (usually a carved figure in relief) would be inserted. The triglyph is the section along the roof that recalls the appearance of the end of wooden beams, timber being the original material the Greeks used to build their temples.  This use of stone to mimic lumber even carried over to the six pegs, called guttae, carved in the stone below each triglyph!


The inner chamber, the cella, was reached by climbing stone steps, and displayed the stone slabs that probably held the cult statue. The inside ceiling had been wooden but the outside gabled roof was probably covered by tiles, nothing of which remains.  The limestone of the base slabs, the columns and what remained of the entablature took on a warm terracotta color in the sunlight, separating the blue sky, making for a breathtaking sight. I couldn’t resist stroking with my hands the columns of this building, almost 2600 years old.

The southernmost temple, called the Basilica, was estimated to be the oldest, built in 550 BC.  When Paestum was rediscovered in the 18th century, after a thousand years of neglect, the excavators thought it was a building for civic, not religious use and called it a basilica. 
 Basilica (Temple of Hera)
 Basilica (Temple of Hera) with Temple of Neptune in distance
 
This temple looks archaic, nine columns on the front and 18 along the side, with 20 shallow flutes on the columns, topped with a wide mushroom-shaped capital.  Nothing remains of triglyphs or metopes on the entablature, but the museum contains fragments of polychrome terracotta decoration from the roof. The cella was divided into two rooms, and votive offerings uncovered by excavators indicate an attribution to the goddess Hera.  When the Romans took over the city, this temple was dedicated to Juno, identified with the Greek Hera.

 Amphitheatre
Returning to the entrance we passed an amphitheatre, and a building called the Bouleuterion, dating from 470 BC, which was dug out of the rock in a series of concentric tiers, where assemblies of citizens could meet.

 Tomb Painting
 Triglyph and metope in museum
There was just enough time for a quick visit to the Museo Archeologico Nazionale, which held the ancient treasures of Paestum. The most famous may be the tomb-painting on the Tomb of the Diver, which was not Greek, but from the period when Paestum was a Lucanian city.  The Lucanians favored tomb painting, and the museum held many examples, in addition to vases, weapons, jewelry, carved friezes, and statuary.  One hall in the museum held a reconstruction of the roofline of the Temple of Ceres, showing the original polychrome decoration on the gables.



The present building dates from 1952, replacing an earlier smaller museum that had been out-grown as more and more artifacts were uncovered. I read more about the history of Paestum, that it was founded by the Greek colonists from Sybaris in about 600 BC, and became extraordinarily wealthy on the trade routes across the “toe” of Italy. When Sybaris was destroyed by Crotona in 510 BC, Poseidonia became a refuge for the citizens of Sybaris. The Italic tribe of Lucanians gained control of Poseidonia in about 390 BC, and republican Rome made it a colony in 273 BC, renaming it Paestum. The city declined in the years of the Roman Empire, the river port silting up and the land gradually turning into malarial swamps. When Paestum was sacked by Muslim raiders in 871 AD the city was finally abandoned, forgotten until the 18th century.  What we toured was just a fraction of the ancient city; the rest lies unexplored under private land and a road built in the days of the Bourbon monarchs of Italy.

When our driver returned to pick us up, he congratulated us on taking the time to visit Paestum, saying most foreign tourists to Naples and Amalfi do not think past Pompeii and Herculaneum.  I assured him we intrepid trekkers enjoy the “off the beaten path” discoveries!

Friday, November 4, 2016

Italy - The Isle of Capri and the Blue Grotto


 


Spent a few days in Capri, off the Sorrento coast in southern Italy in a lovely vacation home just above the large port, the Marina Grande, which provided relaxing views of all the port activity.  Watched the fishermen leaving port in the early morning and late afternoon, the ferry boats filled with day-trippers and cars loading and unloading, and the ships bringing supplies to the inhabitants.

The first day we arranged for a tour around the island in a small motorized, refurbished fishing boat, with a cooler of beer and bottles of water, and towels for the bathers.  Of course the high point of the boat tour was a visit into the world-famous Blue Grotto, the Grotto Azzurra. Many small boats filled with people crowded the water near the entrance to the Grotto, where men on a larger boat collected entrance fees. We were then transferred to an even smaller boat, with a guide. The Blue Grotto entrance is so small and low (inaccessible at high tide) that the guide told us all to lie down in the bottom of the boat, and he pulled the boat into the cave entrance using a metal chain.  Once inside the dark cave, the glow of the aquamarine-blue water was just breathtaking -- my photographs hardly do justice to the colors!

Continuing on the circuit of the Island of Capri, we passed underneath a “Pharos” – a lighthouse whose light could be seen for 25 km., numerous caves, and the small harbor called the Marina Piccola.
 
Rounding a promontory, we came upon the equally famous rock formation called the “Faraglioni” a grouping of three huge limestone crags poking out of the sea, one of which had an arched portal that our boatman guided us through, while we were snapping many photos. 
 

The next day we took the Funicular up to Capri Town and walked the trail to visit the ancient ruins of the palace of the Roman Emperor Tiberius, called the Villa Jovis, which dates from the first century AD. Originally built by Emperor Augustus as a vacation home, Tiberius reportedly was so worried about assassination that he retreated to Capri, leaving Sejanus, his general of the Pretorian Guards, to rule in Rome.

 
Today the remains of the palatial complex with numerous rooms, apartments, staircases, and stables gives only a faint idea of how this structure may have looked in 30 AD, but the vistas over the sea were spectacular. 
While wandering around, I came upon three goats, who apparently belonged to one of the caretakers, and the aroma they gave off reminded me of Chèvre cheese (which comes from goats). The chance to touch a bit of Imperial Roman history was well worth the hour hike up to the Villa Jovis.


 
 


Sunday, October 23, 2016

Exploring the Amalfi Coast – Mt Vesuvius and Pompeii


 A 4x4 truck for Mt Vesuvius excursions

Any lover of Italy must experience the Amalfi coast once in a lifetime, and for me, September was the time. 
Setting out with my intrepid fellow-travelers, we arrived in Naples and caught a taxi for the ferry to Sorrento. Our short time was well-planned so that we could see the major sites with the minimum of hotel changes.  First full day was devoted to a tour up to Mt Vesuvius and to Pompeii.



We were fortunate to have clear sunny weather for Mt Vesuvius. The 4x4 truck, required because the roadbed was so rough and bumpy, dropped us off at a stop about a 30 min hike below the rim of the volcano, and we trudged up a well-worn path to experience the breath-taking views over the Bay of Naples.  A guide at the top pointed out the items of geologic interest, such as the vents in the crater that belched gases and steam. 
Steam vents in the crater of Mt Vesuvius
 From that height, Naples looked dangerously close, and it was easy to see how the massive volcanic eruption of 79AD could have buried it.  In fact, if f I were a resident of Naples today, I would not feel at ease.

Naples from Mt Vesuvius
 
The afternoon was filled with a tour of Pompeii, and I remembered enough on the tour of Herculaneum three years ago (described in this blog) to mentally compare. 
Pompeii, first views
For example, Pompeii was a working town of commerce, with shops, small factories, tradesmen, and merchants.  The streets still show the grooves of the wagons passing through with loads of goods to transport.
Pompeii streets with stepping stones and wagon wheel grooves
However, I remembered that Herculaneum was described as the resort town for the wealthy citizens from Rome, which the lack of grooved streets indicated and the abundance of villas attested to, such as Julius Caesar’s father-in-law’s villa, a replica of which was built as part of the J Paul Getty Museum in Malibu California.

Another thing I learned about Pompeii was that it had been a port city, and now because of soil erosion and silt buildup, is about 7 km distant from the sea.
Remnants of the port of Pompeii
 Wandering through the many streets, many with stepping stones for pedestrians to cross, yet wide enough for wagon wheels, I realized that this had been an enormous city. Taking photos of beautiful theater and forum, the double-peaked profile of Vesuvius loomed in the distance.




Theatres, baths, bakeries, workshops, townhouses, the forum, all stark evidence of the vibrant life here almost 2000 years ago.  The guides loved showing us the ‘fast-food’ shops where huge terracotta amphorae were filled with stews kept warm for the working people eating on the run.  One of the warehouses on display was filled with amphorae jars for transporting wine, olive oil, garum (fish sauce) and cereals all over the Roman Empire. 
 

Poor dog! Tied up and left to die...
One display case held some of the famous plaster casts of the victims of Vesuvius, including a dog tied to a post, caught and unable to escape the disaster. Stark reminders of how tenuous is life in the shadow of a volcano.