The footbridge is an arduous perpendicular climb. It feels never ending. But then approaching the halfway point you look up and there, seemingly suspended above the clouds, lies a fairytale village perched on a tufaceous stone cleft at 443 meters above sea level. It sits regally on a rocky crest overlooking verdant valleys and rocky ravines that embrace the cliff from which slowly and forcefully emerges this crest, pushing upward and outward struggling against the gravity that threatens to suck it back down into the abyss. Beyond, in the distance, is visible the ridge of the blue tinged mountains of Umbria.