
Piccolo park next to the Collegio at Via Innamorati, the place to be when the sun is shining and you're too lazy to walk too far away from the student hall.
Yes, I think I still remember the feeling.
Throughout all seasons, we journey through the streets, archaeological discoveries in every step we take. Perugia, our love, where we buried bits of our youth and where our eyes and lenses conquered all.

The Scalette, the stairs of the Cathedral. The social center of the city. The place where everyone meets. Always. In december in the late night hours you still have crazy napolitans making street music. And in mid-february on a sunny day people are sitting there like this. Like they've been doing it for the last half-a-millennium. As we always say: Perugia is happening!

Well as cities go this one has nice curves... Like the curves of the stairs moving up the little hill just next to the house where we used to have so many parties... Used to, I say, since the guy Pascal who organized these feasts during the last four months will be out of town permanently by this friday. And here we arrive to one of the other essential things about Perugia. People are mostly here temporarily. This busy exchange town has it's extremely fluctuating student population. Every few months new exchange students come and go. Some light up the nightlife like a shooting star and then quickly fade away, some leave their marks behind, some of them are just pretty drunk all the time, and some even get stuck here for years. Three big institutions suck them up and then spit them out. The normal university (Universitá degli studi) has a huge Erasmus-student population mostly from European countries. The foreigners university (Universitá degli Stranieri) has people from all around the world, eager or not so eagar to be taught the misteries of the Italian language. And there is the Umbra institute with it's 3 month rotation of Americans, a mostly female population, roaming free all-around town. At the end of february, the end of the first semester a lot of people are leaving. And hell: we'll miss you guys, yet still, life goes on.
Since the terrible murder of the british exchange student, 21 years old Meredith Kerchner on november 1st 2007, reporters often swarm around Perugia, just as we can see it on this picture, taken on saturday the 14th of february. The trial against Meredith's formal flat-mate Amanda Knox and Raffaelle Sollecito whom are currently being accused with murdering her, have been steadily going on for months now occasionally producing new sensations to the italian and british media...
There's nothing quite like Perugia in the morning, when the streets are barely populated and the town gets ready for another busy day.
This mirror on the via del priori is 'reflecting' the medieval style of the city. It's the only little help, the intrepid driver who dares to enter the maze of the 'upper town' gets. There are narrow little streets up there, with cars constantly trying to pass pedestrians but in the end the later mostly win the race to the end of the street. In the historical center it's really easy to get stuck with a car or just get a fine, for not knowing the obscure, mysterius regulations of parking. It is also a no GPS zone, intelligent maps are useless there. Follow your instincts or die hard.

This strange thing stands right on The Piazza, the nerve center of the town, where people meet and get drunk in the late night hours. The house is a metaphor of italy, and italian life-style for me. Chaos. Standing face to face to the beautifull Palazzo dei Priori the house is reflecting the same architectural elements, but it is messed up. The windows sliding behind the column, and that precise column is leaning inwards like the tower of Pisa. Did the builders run out of money? Did they keep for some obscure reason the front of a now long lost building because of some bizarre political decision? Were they just lazy to get the famous reneissance harmony? Well I don't know, but hell, it tastes like like a sweet bite from careless italian tranquility.
This building stands on the main pedestrian (and only flat) street of the Historical Center of Perugia: Corso Vanucci. Vanucci is infact the civilian name of the famous Perugian painter Perugino. If you watch carefully you can see that deep down from the inside of a seemingly church-like building, a giant poster is smiling on you, and you realize: Yes, this is just another shop.
