Wednesday 15th April. Much as we loved Ravenna we now have a schedule with Lily at the end of it so off we went to the village of Classe to see the last of our mosaics clustered over the altar of the huge church there. Then on the road to Ferarra which proved to be very slow with many campervans slowing down traffic. We stopped on the road to catch up on the paperwork and a siesta as the day was again very hot for driving. Arriving in Ferarra without realising how big it was could have been a problem as the tourist information office was in the pedestrian zone and we couldn’t find a parking spot. All was not lost when a municipal police officer with blue eyes and a charming smile gave up directing traffic and found us a map, gave us details of a budget hotel and told us where to park. Maybe we were too hard on Italian police.
After booking in to the San Stefano we explored the town and what a town, filled with enormous, highly decorated and beautiful churches topped off by the cathedral which is so big it has three domes. The centre of the town is dominated by an enormous brick built, moated castle that seems inapropriately positioned right next to the cathedral and the main piazza. Walking the streets filled us with wonder passing palace after palace built in renaissance times and street after street of medieval houses.
While driving in it struck us that today was the first day since leaving Paul and Yitka that we had not either seen or driven over a mountain.