moment. I managed to work out with my feeble brain that, on the maps, the things looking a bit like crotchets represent "castles and palaces and ruined castles and ruined palaces"; alas ! that the maps were not so up-to-date as to present them reliably, regarding either their actual presences or size/importance.
But ruined castles were on my mind, so we went looking for
Sorbello. We couldn't see it from the road, but we did find the access road to it. Dammit ! -- it was closed off, with a sign saying it was private property ! How does this happen ...? -- I suppose someone buys it, dunno from whom, and decides they want it all for themselves. Or else they have so much money they're working on re-vamping it and turning it into a wedding venue, or something ... :-\
The other notable thing in this day's driving was the route we chose to get back to Arezzo, up a "yellow" (pfuh !) road the apex of which was around 1,100m; not very high, I am the first to agree, but fairly jaw-clenching when the high bits are on one's left (so the drop is on the right) and a vehicle is approaching to pass ... I very rapidly