Proloco di Casertantica - Via Vescovado

This photo is what remains of the evening spent yesterday Saturday 11 December, at the Christmas markets in the ancient village of Casertavecchia. More than I remember a warning! We arrive with the best intentions in the world, parking with an honest price, coffee at the first bar on sight that is quite good, climbing about 200 meters through the village, a flood of people making the journey with us (it seemed a good sign), and then the oblivion ... perhaps thanks to the rain (but not so much) which had ceased a few hours earlier, what appears in front of us is 5 open shops, among which, one was also a bar, one was of a depressing sadness, one was selling paintings (not a flaw, but we were not interested in it), and 2 were in the square ... square of which the confcommercio is proud, for the installed tree of which half of the luminous mantle was electrocuted. Without giving up we enter the alleys, we climb stairs, we follow people but nothing ... everything closed, dark or forgotten ... I understand that the rain can make you give up on installing gazebos or the like, but the markets are iconic to be exposed precisely in the shops, under the arches, in the houses… in short, in places sheltered from the rain. Instead everything was closed, including bars and shops selling typical products. Strengthened by the disappointment we then decide to have another coffee and go away from that place (stay about 1 hour), and to inform the flood of families of what they would not have found ... last but not least, going to the machines we see a small staircase that leads to a very open area with the remains of a beautiful castle (could they put the stalls right there?), without a light ... all dark ... The proloco, and the municipality have lost an opportunity with this event, they have lost hundreds of tourists who inevitably will never return. Forget the markets, but the village was not valued either ... making it an architectural barrier for tourists. Let's go back to the photo, to which I give 2 meanings: The first, and that as man represent, I have seen the markets literally through binoculars. The second, cruder, is that I would have liked to gouge out my eyes at the sight of that mess!