|There was a medieval festival going on when we were there. Old Town verses New Town, or something like that. They hang flags and wear scarfs the color of the town they support.|
|Basilica of San Francesco d'Assisi|
|Heading up to Upper Church|
|View Outside the Upper Church|
|View Outside Upper Church|
|Entrance to Upper Church|
|He, on the other hand, didn't love the idea.|
|Truffle pastas for lunch with a spritz|
|Basilica of Santa Chiara|
|The pink striped facade is similar to Orvieto's basilica.|
|A side chapel wherein hangs the San Damiano crucifix.|
|This crucifix is the crucifix that spoke to St. Francis and told him to rebuild his church.|
|Kneeling in front of the crucifix|
|Relics of St. Claire, St. Francis, and St Rufino|
|St Claire's body and tomb|
So then we are trying to cath the bus back to the part of town where our vans were parked in order to make it to the Saturday vigil Mass at Santa Maria degli Angeli. However, we ran into someone we knew from our parish back in Maryland. Such a random chance meeting was welcomed, but we realized too late that it would made us miss our bus, and, consequently, most of Mass as well.
|Santa Maria degli Angeli|
Santa Maria degli Angeli has the cell St Francis died in and his first chapel. It is a beautiful church, but we couldn't help bu t notice how mauch blank space is on the walls still. It is such a glaring contrast to most of these old churches in which every square inch is covered in frescoes, stained glass windows, statues, and paintings from the floor up.
|Here's the original chapel just plopped right in the center of the church.|
|Inside of that little chapel|
|This pew was definitely all our own.|
We went to have dinner at Umami to have beers and burgers. They have very creative burgers here. Mine was ever so slightly less well done than I prefer, but not so much that I couldn't handle it. We had to sit outside because they had reservations filling the inside, but they were quick to accommodate us, and the service was very good. The older children really enjoyed their unusual hamburgers as well. We had planned to head back over to Santa Maria degli Angeli for a rosary, but dinner took too long and we missed it. It was a late night and everyone was exhausted. We went home and carried little kids in to bed. We didn't even change the youngest two's clothes.
|Seated on the deck and very glad it wasn't raining anymore. It did get a little chilly for some who had insisted on not bringing a sweater.|