This old Tuscan village has quite tall towers built to keep the marauders at bay during the 10th century and even earlier, and peculiarly, looks like a small city from a distance. It's called the "medieval Manhattan" because of these towers and the place is really charming. All these ancient towns have huge walls surrounding them, sometimes up to ten feet in thickness. Lots of sloping streets and lane ways, piazzas and tunnels. A tourist mecca too, with shops that seem to repeat their wares over and over again.
When will the Italians get over their b..... paninis and pizza's for gawds sake??? I was over 'em when we were in Italy 6 years ago and I am even more over 'em now. The food in Italy seems to consist of bread, bread, cheese, pastry, bread, wine, pasta, bread, etc. and wine, pasta, cheese, bread, etc. again. So I have stacked on some weight around my middle which will have to come off before summer. Yes, Lesley, we could just eat vegetables and fruit, and that will probably be our diet in Turkey. I reckon I've eaten more this trip than ever in my life. Without even trying! At least we have been working it off with the walking ... we have done kilometres and kilometres every day and our legs are getting used to it. At night our feet feel bruised. Sad isn't it? I can hear you commiserating us, Tony, from here.
Dirk took most of these photos, and even Tom - even you might think they look okay, for a tourist!
And then this one from me, obviously.
This one for the two gals we spent the afternoon with - Hillary, and Ana - you both rock! (to use a daggy idiom everyone seems to use these days).
Next blog is Florence, where we went a day or so later after this was taken.
Love again, to all the folks back home. By the way, if anyone is actually reading these blogs, it would be really great to hear from you. Don't be shy....we'd love to know someone is looking. and we want to hear your news too, you know.
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