Portomarin

I didn't get a chance yesterday to write about the town where we stayed last night. It had the most stunning entrance I've seen to a town. We crossed a very high bridge over a river where we could see ruins along the banks and even stone walls popping out of the river itself. After crossing the bridge there was a steep staircase up to an archway leading into town.

Apparently, a dam was built in 1956 which flooded the original town. Many of the buildings including the church were hauled up the hill stone by stone and reassembled in the new town.