Amphitheatre wind toward the Maiella at La Civitella in Chieti
Chieti sits on a ridge like a ship that never left dry dock. Up at La Civitella the air runs cooler. It carries dust off amphitheatre stone and, on clear days, the pale bulk of the Maiella inland. East, the Adriatic is a thin silver line. Streets drop away in terraces. Below, scooters grind switchbacks … Read more