Zurers in Italy 2026
Sunday: 10 May: Day 13: Salerno
Today it is cloudy; it rained overnight and there is no sign of the sun. After breakfast in the apartment, I retrieve the car, pick up Diana at the apartment (the parking lot is a ten-minute walk and it takes five minutes to drive back), and we go south along the coast heading for Portocagnano. Our destination is a new museum dedicated to the history of the Etruscans in this area. Most Etruscan sites are north of Rome but this museum illustrates the culture's development in the South.
We first have a light lunch at a mozzarella di bufala dairy--the Caseficio Taverna Penta--which is actually nothing to write home about. We may be so accustomed to mozzarella made from cow's milk that the more acidic taste of buffalo mozzarella is less appealing. The desserts--apple cake and yogurt gelato--are more successful.
Arriving at the museum, we park and walk through an open gate. The building looks dark and there is no sign of life anywhere. The doors are locked and we are about to give up. I call the museum number and the call is answered. The voice at the other end assures me that the museum is open. I told him the doors were locked. He re-assures me that the museum is open. Finally, a staff member locates us on the security camera. It turns out we were at the office entrance. He escorts us around the entire building--a long way--to the main entrance. (It turns out that we walked in through the wrong gate. There was signage at the other gate, but no indication that the first gate was the wrong gate.)
Four people are waiting for us at the ticket office. We are the only visitors at this time. After we are checked in through the very up-to-date automated ticketing system, we take the elevator up to the first floor to the exhibit area which is in a very large open room.
First we watch a very sophisticated and beautifully done video about the area. The videos are shown on three screens and on the floor, completely enveloping us.
Some of the explanations are translated into English but the narration lacks subtitles, so we mostly absorb the content through the pictures.
The museum is arranged chronologically, starting with the area's prehistory and ending with the Roman absorption of the Etruscans in the 3rd century BC. The information panels have very good English translations of the text and the illustrations are very well done.
However, having visited many Etruscan museums in Italy, we find that we are familiar with most of the exhibits in the display cases.
Here are a few more photos that I took.
In any case, we enjoy our visit--it is odd being the only people in the place, though we are trailed by two staff as we make our way through--and are impressed by the museum's scale and attractiveness.
Back in Salerno, while Diana continues to work on her quilt,
I take a walk, making a deeper exploration of the "centro storico". It is a wonderful walk. I start with a destination high up on the far side of the center: the Giardino di Minerva, a botanical garden developed by the doctors in the 12th century medical school (the first in Western Europe). I take the opportunity to zig and zag along the route, passing by the Duomo, climbing steep hills, and going down long flights of stairs. Here are some of the things I saw on my explorations.
But the most surprising and impressive things that I encountered were the wall paintings and author quotations seemingly splashed haphazardly on the walls and building facades throughout the Fornelle neighborhood. This project---called Muri dei Autori (Author's Walls)--
"originated in Salerno in 2014 as a cultural and urban art initiative aimed at celebrating the city’s poetic heritage and revitalizing forgotten parts of the historic centre. The project began with murals inspired by poems and literary texts, transforming the walls of the ancient
Rione Fornelle neighbourhood into an open-air museum of poetry and art."
I came upon the painted walls by accident and was blown away. Everytime I turned a corner or looked at a different building, the art work and the quotations jumped out at me. It was truly exciting.
Here are some of my favorites.
And there is a lot more that I didn't see....
Here's a link with more of the content:
https://lyfeabroad.com/the-incredible-street-art-of-the-muri-dautore/
I finish my walk by taking a public elevator to the botanical garden entrance, take a couple of pictures of the views
and return to the apartment through the main drag of the "centro storico"--Via Mercanti--which connects directly to our pedestrian street--the Corso Vittorio Emanuele.
We have dinner at the Trattoria a Sud, just down the street. The food was mostly fine but the waiter's excessive fawning (in English) put us off. Dinner includes some okay fried zucchini flowers followed by a local dish of pappardelle with lard and tomatoes. I have a bowl of mussels and an excellent seafood stew. The waiter gives us a bargain on a bottle of wine--a local white called Kraton--which is very, very good. So, while the food and wine are good, the experience left something to be desired.
Tomorrow we plan to drive to Paestum, the Greek city to the south.
Jim and Diana