...or The Enchanted Republic of San Marino, or the plain old Republic of San Marino (I prefer Enchanted). Whatever you call it, The Pinkoskis Great Big European Adventure ventured there recently. Those of you who know me may recall me talking about how it was a dream of mine to visit all six of the European microstates. Not really, but can you name them (the answer is at the bottom)? At about 24 square miles in size, San Marino is the smallest independent state in the world.
It's also the oldest, tracing it's origin back to 301 when a Christian stone-cutter named Marino (later, Saint Marinus) moved from nearby Rimini to Mount Titano to dodge persecution. Over time, others joined him, Marino was appointed Deacon, and he later received the Mount as a present from a rich Roman woman. The Mount became sort of a sanctuary for local Christians to practice their faith. Marino's last words were reported to be, “I leave you free from any other man.” And the independent Republic of San Marino was born.
This independence, not to mention it's fortified walls and relatively isolated location, served San Marino well over the years. While the Italians were subject to all sorts of “cruel tyranny” exercised by powerful ruling families (San Marino is completely surrounded by Italy), the Sammarinese lived in complete freedom. In the late 1700s, Napoleon came calling and offered San Marino more land if it would support him. They respectfully declined, but were spared the fate of most of Europe. San Marino also remained neutral during the two World Wars, although there was reportedly a Battle of San Marino, where the Allied and Axis armies battled in 1944.
But I digress, this story is about the Pinkoskis, not the Sammarinese. The Pinkoski gang boarded the bus on time and in good spirits, and began an extremely foggy trek southeast. First stop, as is almost always the case with these Army-sponsored trips, is the AutoGrill. AutoGrill is the name of the European truck stops located along the AutoStrada (the Italian Autobahn). It's got everything your finer American truck stop might have, but the meat and cheese cooler is not to be missed.
We fueled up on coffee, juice, candy bars and croissants and continued the journey. Along the way, our trip leader, Elena, entertained us with facts about the Republic, including how a less than honorable Italian girl might marry an old resident to try to gain citizenship.
We fueled up on coffee, juice, candy bars and croissants and continued the journey. Along the way, our trip leader, Elena, entertained us with facts about the Republic, including how a less than honorable Italian girl might marry an old resident to try to gain citizenship.
San Marino is impressive...even from many miles away. You start to see Mount Titano from way off in the distance. Then you can begin to make out the three towers located on the three highest crests. And when you think you're there, you begin navigating an endless number of switchbacks as the road winds back and forth toward the top of the mountain and the town of San Marino (yes, town of San Marino located within the Republic of San Marino).
When the bus stops, you start walking...and climbing. One enters the old city through the Porta San Francesco. Originally a lookout post built in 1361, the gate was altered and restored several times, and fitted with an iron door. Once inside, the narrow cobblestone streets wind back and forth up the side of the mountain, opening into several piazzas. We passed the Cava dei Balestrieri (Crossbowman's Quarry), which includes a mini-amphitheater where medieval-themed events are held. It also includes a number of interesting works of art. There are also numerous breathtaking views of the (newer part of the) city below and thesurrounding country-side. We spent some time at the Monument to Bartolomeo Borghesi, famous archeologist and numismatist.
As we continued upward, we came to the Piazza della Liberta (Liberty Square). This Piazza is home to the Government House, San Marino's own Statue of Liberty and the Palazzetto delle Poste (the old post office). Once again, the view of the surrounding country was amazing. A cobblestone street leads you up to the Piazza Domus Plebis and the Basilica dei Santo. The Saint's Basilica is actually built on the site of the Republic's original Christian church.
And just when you think you've climbed enough, you realize that you haven't seen any of the three towers yet. So up the hill you go. The first tower is La Rocca O Guaita. Construction of Guaita began in the 10th century and structurally it is the most impressive of the three. It was used as a prison up until the 1960s but is now a museum. A narrow, walled path called Passo delle Streghe (Witches Pass) winds across the the ridge between the first and second towers.
The second tower is La Cesta O Fratta. Built on the highest point of Mount Titano, Cesta was constructed around the 13th century. Cesta houses the Museum of Ancient Arms, which includes suits of armor, knives, swords, crossbows (the Sammarinese are big on crossbows) and some oldey-timey guns. Actually, there are some impressive 1800s-vintage rifles and revolvers in the exhibit. The last tower is Montale. I was surprised to hear that no one knows when it was constructed (seems like somebody always knows, or is willing to guess on this sort of thing). Speculation is that the people started to build another large fortress to protect the southeast flank of the ridge, but times were good so they decided to do something else and it was never finished. It is privately owned and not open to the public so it doesn't get a lot of press. For me, the most impressive thing is that it's off by itself and you literally have to walk through the woods to get close to it.
The second tower is La Cesta O Fratta. Built on the highest point of Mount Titano, Cesta was constructed around the 13th century. Cesta houses the Museum of Ancient Arms, which includes suits of armor, knives, swords, crossbows (the Sammarinese are big on crossbows) and some oldey-timey guns. Actually, there are some impressive 1800s-vintage rifles and revolvers in the exhibit. The last tower is Montale. I was surprised to hear that no one knows when it was constructed (seems like somebody always knows, or is willing to guess on this sort of thing). Speculation is that the people started to build another large fortress to protect the southeast flank of the ridge, but times were good so they decided to do something else and it was never finished. It is privately owned and not open to the public so it doesn't get a lot of press. For me, the most impressive thing is that it's off by itself and you literally have to walk through the woods to get close to it.
The towers are impressive sites and our Sammarinese guide proudly noted that they were never taken by force. In fact, while they were never seriously damaged in battle, they ironically were nearly wiped out by neglect. It's reported that their walls were plundered to take stones to pave streets and build houses. In the late 1800s and early 1900s, a wave of national pride took hold and the towers were restored to their former glory.
When we weren't hiking up the streets, we were knocking around the shops...everything from fine jewelry (the girls got necklaces) and leather (Traycie went purse shopping), to liquor (Dad got Limoncello and Absinthe), to knives and guns (Ronnie got a cool pocket knife), to bumper stickers and refrigerator magnets. We had a nice lunch of pizza, gnocchi, a great big steak for Ronnie and a heapin' cup of wine for Dad. Sammie chose a cat nap instead. San Marino is famous for its stamps and coins, so I got a Euro proof set and we got a handful of post cards with stamps included. We spent some time at an outdoor cafe writing postcards, eating patate fritte and drinking coffee and hot chocolate.
San Marino includes a number of eclectic museums, notably, the Museum of Torture (children not included), the Vampire Museum, the Curio Museum and the Modern Arms Museum. And of course, the State Museum has all the art and culture you would expect from an old European City. It's not a very big place, but we barely had time to scratch the surface as far as things to do. Five out of five Pinkoskis agree, San Marino is a beautiful awesome place and we will definitely be returning.
As usual, here is the slide show.....