Sometimes a town flies in below the radar and hits you in all the feels.
It is grand, mesmerising and for some strange, undetermined reasons almost empty of people, as it’s not such a must-see destination as Siena, Pisa or Lucca. This is the best part of Maremma south of Siena: only covered by local trains and no highway, it is glorious but still relatively wild and not many people choose it over more famous landmarks. Serves them right.
Maritime Mass then, but Marittima doesn’t mean it’s on the sea – on the contrary, it’s on a hill like more or less all towns around here – rather it’s an adjective derived from Maremma.
I think it’s a case of town for which no amount of photos seen in advance can prepare you. But I can at least give it a try.