Cortona may not have been visited as much as it is now because of the book, Under The Tuscan Sun. The author lives somewhere near here. I kept my eyes open but didn’t see her, not that I would know her if I did unless she resembles Diane Lane. Cortona is another one of those villages that is really steep. We arrived early enough that we got parking near the square that we wanted to see.
An altar devoted to reliquaries which are little containers for bits and piece of saints or pieces of the cross, etc. I’ve never seen so many in one place. This was in a small church of Saint Marguerite. There was a basilica devoted to her (she died in Cortona) on the top of the village but we decided to visit the museum instead which was full of Etruscan finds, Cortona once being a major Etruscan city. There are mounds in the area, once major burial sites.