How Could You Resist?

I have no idea why anyone would pay good money to enter the museum, but I do know the previous time we were in Volterra, Italy I regretted not going in. 

Although it sounds really sick, I put the museum on the "must-do" list when we returned this time with extra reinforcements. Instead of three of us, me, my sister and her son, this time we had five. My brother CnC and my sister's daughter.  

It was a great traveling group. We are not a drama filled family and the five of us were determined to let nothing ruin our trip. Although it was unseasonably cool and rainy nearly everyday we were there, we all just made whatever adjustment was necessary and plowed on. 

When we reached Volterra, we saw the museum exactly where I remembered it. My sister, Helen was exhausted walking the steep hills and the unending steps in the ancient city.  She also had no desire to enter the museum. 

So the four of us shelled out a few euro and entered the small museum that had this lovely chair outside. 

The ancient town of Volterra has been estimated to be built somewhere between 2000 bc to 400 bc.  Whichever is coreect, those estimates alone are hard to even conceive.  

The Estruscans were some mean dudes that preceded Ancient Roman. 

Each of the torture devices was accompanied by detailed explanations as to how it was used. 

All I can say is those Estrucan's certainly didn't mess around with silly stuff like waterboarding. 

As we progressed along the small building, I found myself involuntarily covering my mouth with both hands as of to stifle a scream. From turning someone upside down and sawing them in half from the crotch and onward to inserting metal instruments inside various bodies cavities and them spreading them out until the insides bursts to splitting open someone's stomach just enough to let the released starving rats have a fresh meal. 

No, we didn't make my sister wait in the chair outside.