Monthly Archives: June 2016
Old Linoleum and Where’s My Chocolate?
Although we’ve been home for a couple of weeks, Jim and I continue to live figuratively “out of our suitcases.” Clothes are put away, laundry is done. We brush our teeth with electric toothbrushes again and spray aerosol deodorant where … Continue reading
The End: We Come Home
A certain faithful reader of this blog has requested – twice! – for an ending of our travel tale. Silly me, English teacher that I am, for neglecting the denouement. I apologize, and here ‘tis – After rising at 3:30 … Continue reading
Finally, Firenze
We are in Florence, folks. The capital of Tuscany and birthplace of the Renaissance, Florence has been dubbed “the Athens of the Middle Ages”. It has art. It has fashion. It has 13 million tourists each year, and six of … Continue reading
A Day at the Villa and Other Stories
Today was a day at the villa, with no other place to see and no obligations to meet except to settle our bill with Yolanda and pack our bags. Yolanda, who speaks as much English as we do Italian, showed … Continue reading
Monteriggioni, but no Poggi in the Bonsi
Today six Tuscan travelers are pleased to report the discovery of — yet another — picturesquely ancient hill town. Monteriggioni (pronunciation unclear, however it is rumored that the “r” is silent) sits above vineyards (like they all do!) and is … Continue reading
A Tale of Three Cities
It was the best of days, it was the worst of days, it was a long, long, long day and we just got home from dinner. It was the morning of hopefulness as we departed early for Pisa It was … Continue reading
Burnt Siena and a Blue Dot Fail
Good evening from Tuscany. Due to technical difficulties in several crucial spheres tonight, this post will be brief. We spent the day in Siena, which is where the color of that crayon comes from. We made Jane and Dave climb … Continue reading
Two Hill Towns and Two Rules
Hill Town #1: San Gimignano (SAN Jim-KNEE-an-yo, yo.) Getting there was half the fun because they don’t call ’em “hill towns” for nothin’…and Italians drive (mostly red) Fiats. The countryside is lovely with patchwork fields of grapes and olives punctuated … Continue reading
A Euro a Day
Number of Euros we owe for a parking fine incurred yesterday: 28 Steaks we bought from the butcher for tonight’s dinner: 3 Days we have to pay the parking ticket before it increases to 41 Euros: 5 Bathrooms that did … Continue reading