Cortona

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.


A look at the main square. There is also a French terrace built by Napoleon’s people when he occupied this area with a view of the countryside way below.


A model made of Cortona in wood to give you an idea of just how steep it is. I didn’t make it to the very top.


A statue of Saint Marguerite, the patron saint of Cortona.


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.


I tried to get a photo of what this man was carrying-two huge cakes about 1 1/2 feet across. He had to carry it down some very steep stairs, of which there are many here.

6 thoughts to “Cortona”

  1. I don’t believe you’d recognize the author, based on the movie casting. When I saw the ad for the movie Under the Tuscan Sun, I wondered what role Diane Ladd had – the book didn’t have an obvious character for her. And then I found out she was the heroine/”author” – boy, was the movie different from the book!!! I trust the author was well paid for what they did to her story! The book was good, I recall. I’d love to see Cortona! Hope you have gas for your car in France, or are things normal where you are?

  2. That is one of my all time favorite movies. After my aunt watched it her son called from Afghanistan and asked if she wanted to meet him in Italy. Who could say no to a place like that?

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