When travelling in Italy, I arrived at a village ,it was very late ,very dark and there was a slight mist and a chill in the air . The village was very quiet ,just a few sheep here and there . I could see the small homes illuminated by oil lamps , it was a town nested in for the night . I began to wander the small ,narrow cobblestone streets ,moving very quietly so as not to disturb the residence by my echoing footsteps . Before I new it I came to a wide open area , the heart of the village , the piazza , at the widest part of the plaza I saw this fantastic centerpiece , I had only read about it before ! to see it in person was overwhelming . The famous Fountain Of Phalangelitti ! and behind it the even more inspired mural "Riding Lobo " I stayed for several hours , I think until daybreak , I took many pictures and then .............left as quietly as I came . My private viewing is something I will never forget .
