This is the tower Jim and I climbed the other day — all 400 steps of it. I have to admit, however, that I almost didn’t make it. After the first 15 steps in the tower, squeezed in between medieval walls top, bottom, left, and right, like the filling of a fine Tuscan sausage, the claustrophobia I never knew I had demanded an immediate retreat. I slunk back to the ticket counter and said in a small voice “I can’t do this,” hoping to get my 8 Euro entrance fee back. The ticket person smiled at me kindly. I could tell that he’d been there many times before and encouragingly told me that only the first 20 steps are that tight. OK — I can do this. The stairs did widen (a little) as promised and the view was breathtaking (one of the finest in Italy according to our neighborly travel guru, Rick Steves).
For those of you planning to participate in our photography travel tour in May who don’t care for the “sausage” experience the least bit (no matter how many or how few steps), a word of consolation: There will be plenty to admire and photograph on the beautiful Campo itself and, if all else fails, there’s always GELATO.