I planned and timed everything just so I can be in Norcia on Wednesday to catch the Thursday bus to Castellucio. There is only one bus a week, every Thursday. I got up early and waited but no bus came, in fact, there were no other buses either. I was told later that the second of June is the day of the Republic and a bank holiday. So I hired a taxi to take me to Castellucio to take some pictures and take me back. It is too early in the season, there were only yellow flowers. Caastellucio sits imposingly on top of the mountain but on a closer look, it is quite a nondescript village. But the drive up to the plains was spectacular, the road was lined with all kinds of wild flowers.