The days are zooming by. I'm caught up to Saturday (the day we reached Austria) and still want to post about Sunday (with the very proper elderly lady in a wool skirt, clutching her handbag, waiting at the bus stop on a road clinging to a precipitous mountain side) and Monday (when we successfully held a conversation in our "tourist Italian" to order lunch at a little place on Piazza Machiavelli in Montespertoli).
But the sun is touching the windowsill in our room over the castle courtyard,
the neighbor farmer's tractor has been grinding and squeaking over the ground in his olive orchard for an hour now, and we have a date with San Gimignano and its famous towers.
1 comment:
what, no beer this post???
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