We returned from Italy over ten days ago, and my mind still whirls when I think about sharing the adventures with you. Experiences galore ... how do I communicate the vast wonder of this part of the globe? I am forever grateful for the numerous blessings our Creator has showered upon our family. Traveling through Europe = cherry on top! So, just a few moments ago I decided to choose just one thing ... one place.
Marostica, Italy.
After wandering the tourist-crowded streets and alleys of Venice and Verona, lost in the beautiful wonder of long-ago worlds, the escape into small town was refreshing.
Marostica, Italy.
Home of the Chess Game.
Strolling through the ancient wall of the city, we enter the square. Look closely and you will see the chess board just beyond the lamp-posts. The story dates back to 1454 and involves, of course, two knights vying for the hand of the lovely maiden. Instead of the duel, her father demands the two rivals play a game of chess. It becomes a spectacular open-air chess game; the "pieces" are human beings and horses garbed in medieval costumes. Such drama, such pageantry ... who wants to believe that it was really an invention of two university students in 1923? Not us. During our visit, we drank in the possibilities of witnessing that event in all its splendor. We hope to catch the re-enactment in 2012.
Marostica, Italy.
More than a chess game.
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| Magnificent |
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| Some doors prove to be more challenging than others. |
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| Beauty all around |
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| View from the other side of the chess board |
A glimpse into The Majesty.
1 comment:
How fascinating! I like the way you focused on one place. . . but feel free to take me to even more of Italy! I'd say you're saving me more traveling $ than I saved you:)
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