Last night the guys and I headed out from Bellaugello Gay Guest House into the local town of Gubbio to watch the Processione di Cristo Morto, the procession of the dead Christ.
Easter is late this year and for a change it was a bright clear evening, last year we got decidedly wet. This year wet inside as we stood in the piazza and quaffed prosecco and nibbled on tiny pizzas waiting for the procession to pass by. A huge fire high in a brazier belly smoke and ash across the piazza as the chanting got louder and louder, the procession is very atmospheric and special.