Tuesday, January 31, 2023

My Trip to Tuscany May 2004 Journal

Tuscany May 2004
 
Tuscany, the land of rolling green hills dotted with farmhouses and villages, poppies and cypress, vineyards and olive groves.  That's what brought Reenie and me to Tuscany.  I found a fabulous deal on Alitalia and booked two tickets immediately.  Then I called Reenie and asked if she wanted to travel with me.  A resounding "Si si si!"  She flew in from Boston the day before our flight. 
 
May 12, 2004:  We flew from Dulles International via Milan to Pisa, which was smooth sailing all the way.  We had checked in two hours earlier.  I had to re-arrange my luggage, as my carry-on bag was over the 10k limit.  I removed the bottle of wine that I brought for Antonio and placed it in my other bag.  The food on board Alitalia is less than average.  We prefer Air France.  As usual, I didn't sleep on board the plane.  The seats were very uncomfortable in that they sunk in the middle.  We sat on our folded blanket, but it didn't help.
 
May 13, 2004:  Transferring from one flight to the next in Milan was fairly easy.  There was a lot of walking from one gate to the next, as well as going through customs.  We chatted with a few people while waiting in line.  By the time we got to the gate, we only had a 40-minute wait.  Our flight was on a prop-type airplane, an ATR 72, which holds 66 passengers.  I sat right next to the propellers, but had my earplugs with me.  I enjoyed this flight as we flew low, compared to most other flights.  It took a little over an hour to get to Pisa.  We passed the lakes on our right.  Too bad it wasn't a clear day. 
 
Since we had our carry-on luggage, we quickly went to the car rental place, got some money from the ATM machine, and then drove off to Pisa.  It was an overcast day.  Prior to leaving Maryland, I had checked the weather report for the next 10 days.  It predicted rain every day!  We were quite upset because we wanted to be "Under the Tuscan Sun."  At least it wasn't raining this day.  Our car was probably the dirtiest out of the whole lot.  I should have gone back and gotten another car, but figured the forthcoming rain would wash the car for me.
 
Getting to Lucca, our first stop for two nights, was very easy: up A12, then to A11.  Cars zipped right past me on the highway even though I was trying to keep up with the other drivers.  One almost hit me as he passed me and merged back into my lane.  What a way to start the trip!
 
Finding our hotel in Lucca was fairly easy, though I missed one street. It's interesting to look at a map because it's really difficult to tell the actual size of a town or city until one starts walking it or driving around.  Lucca was quite small.  Our hotel, Albergo Diana, was located on the south side, inside the town walls.  The hotel has two or three parking spots very close for five Euros/day.  We considered free parking area outside the town walls, but it would have been too long a walk.  Can't waste time on this trip!
 
We unpacked a few things from our bags, freshened up, and then headed out for the afternoon.  Lucca is a lovely town with small streets (pretty clean); fabulous cathedrals with ornate designs.  We had lunch at da Leo, which was recommended on Fodors and other guidebooks.   We arrived just before they closed, but they took us anyway.  More walking after lunch, we headed to the area of the Roman amphitheatre, now homes, shops, and restaurants.   Reenie and I purchased a few postcards and went back to the room to rest for a while.  We were tired from being up all night.  No luck, so I took a shower, which helped a little. 
 
Dinner was very good.  We dined at Orti di Via Elisa near the porta Elisa on the east side.  The hotel owner recommended this little place when I corresponded with him prior to the trip.  I emailed the restaurant and made 7:30pm dinner reservations.  The pappardelle with rabbit sauce was very good.  Reenie enjoyed braised goat with onions.  One part of the restaurant reminded me of a diner.
 
We had a nice walk home after dinner, taking about an hour to get to the hotel. Lucca is very quiet at night with the exception of a restaurant or two being open, and the sounds of people in their homes having their late meals. 
 
May 14th, 2004:  I didn't sleep well last night.  Our room faced an inner courtyard, so it was quiet at night.  Reenie had gotten up earlier and stepped out for a short walk.  I looked out the window to find bright blue skies.  I was very happy!  Temperature for the day was in the mid 70's and dry. 
 
We decided to climb the first of many towers early before it got too hot and possibly too crowded.  We stopped along the way where I purchased a large slice of foccacia bread for breakfast along with some cheese that Reenie purchased the day before. 
 
We climbed up the tower, the Palazzo Guinigi, where shade trees grow on top of the tower!  There were 230 steps to the top and well worth the climb for the great views of  Lucca and the nearby areas. Lucca is certainly a beautiful city. 
 
We wandered around the town stopping at various places (S. Frediano, as well as the Mansini museum  wonderful place to visit with its tapestries, beautiful carpeting, and the most ornate room with gilded statues and alcove and silk wall hangings), and walked along the town walls.  Many locals get around Lucca on their bikes.  Bikes were for rent everywhere (and very inexpensively too).  The walls are quite wide and shaded with trees.  Bicyclists rode along the walls, a length of 2.5 miles. 
 
For lunch we shared a pizza Margherita at Pizzeria Rusticanella 2.  The crust was thin and it was delicious! 
 
Back in our room, we freshened up and headed out to Pisa for the afternoon.  It was only a 15-minute drive.  There were several parking lots to choose from.  I found one (6 Euros for the afternoon) not too far from the entrance of the Campo dei Miracoli.  So, there I was again in Pisa.  My last visit in May 2003, I had told myself "never again."  Pisa is too touristy with their trashy kiosks.  But Reenie wanted to see the famous leaning tower.   We visited the Baptistery and climbed up its 147 steps for the views of the area.  (Take a picture of the Baptistery below frm the 1st level of the climb).  We also visited the Duomo with its gilded ceiling - it was beautiful.  We had purchased a combined ticket for these two visits.  The area was crowded with tourists trying to hold up the tower while posing for pictures.  Of course I made Reenie "hold" up the tower.  We could see tourists on top of the tower.  I'm not sure I would climb that tower with it having such an angle.
 
We look through the many kiosks that sold faux brand purses.  I purchased a purse designed by Giovanni for 14 Euros.  Most of the goods were tacky touristy items, such as the leaning tower coffee cups.  It was around 6pm that we decided to take a break and have a glass of wine at a café.  We sat enjoying our house wine while writing in our journals.  Our waitress Roberta talked with us for a while.  She was embarrassed with her limited English, but I thought she spoke very well.  While sitting, we watched the illegal vendors grab their goods when they heard the police were coming. A few minutes later, they returned and laid out their goods.  This went on a few times.  
 
My friend Dawn recommended we dine at Stefani's, a restaurant three miles south of Lucca.  I saw the restaurant sign on the way to Pisa.  I couldn't wait to dine there based on her reviews.  It was great!  The appetizers were absolutely delicious:  Polenta with mushrooms, divine, and caprese.  I had tortellini with a meat sauce, then the mixed meal grill (excellent sausage).  Reenie had pappardelle with mushrooms followed by breaded fried rabbit.  Everything was very good.  For dessert we enjoyed Vin Santo with cantucci (similar to biscotti but denser).  Our wine was a Chardonnay-Pinot Griglio, which was very good.  All this for $61.  The restaurant was quite empty when arrived, but others soon arrived. 
 
Driving back into Lucca, I missed a turn and drove around for a bit.  I finally found the correct street and our way back to the hotel.  Not ready to go to the room, we found a café and ordered drinks.  Reenie asked for a coffee with Amaretto.  Well, she loved it.  It seemed more of Amaretto with a dash of coffee.  I ordered sparkling wine.  Gino, the waiter and son of the owner of the café, was quite friendly, so much so that we stayed and ordered a second round and talked to him about Lucca.  Gread end to a wonderful time in Lucca.
 
15 May 2004.  It was time to drive south to Montepulciano.  We woke up around 9am.  I was a little tired, still getting over the jetlag.  After packing our bags, we headed out to get a bite to eat and visit the antique market nearby.  I was hoping it also included a food market but it didn't.  We quickly looked through, but were not interested in anything.  It was all antique crystal, brass, frabrics, etc. 
 
We were finally on the road by 10:30am after checking out.  We didn't get to Montepulciano until 3pm!  I expected the ride to take only 2 hours.  I hate the Italian road signs.  Even with good directions from Giacomo, the owner of the apartment in Montepulciano, I still ended up on the wrong road.  I should have known better from my last driving experience in Italy: Follow the sign and if after a while there is no sign keep going straight.  Also, there could be another road to the same town.  This is what happened to me.  We were on S2 heading south towards Siena when I saw one for Siena on S1 F1.  I took that instead of staying on S2.  But I saw "Siena" and took the second one.  After a while, I got back on S2 in Poggibonsi.  I got lost there too because I couldn't find a sign to Siena - how frustrating!!  I stopped at a shop and was told to "cross over that bridge and turn left, then cross over the next bridge and turn left."  I did it and it worked.  There were absolutely no signs to Siena at those directions until the last turn. 
 
Then in Siena, I lost S2.  How the hell that happened, I don't know.  I ended up heading north on the S1 F1, turned around a few miles later, past Monteriggioni, and then found S2 again.  Finally I was able to head south of Siena on S2 and we were on our way, again.  We did stop a few times for photo ops, the best being of the single stand of cypress trees in the green field seen in every postcard sale stand.  I'm very proud of myself of the one I took.  The day was lovely with lush green hills against bright blue skies. 
 
Once in Montepulciano, finding the apartment wasn't easy since there is limited driving within the town.  There were lots of steep road, sharp turns, and Senso Unico, one-way streets.  I found the apartment after about 10 minutes and parked next to the building.  I was glad to be there and out of the car!  I rang Giacomo's door and he greeted us.  The previous apartment renters had just left, so the place still needed to be cleaned.  We unpacked our luggage while Oxana cleaned the apartment.  We were pleased with the apartment.  There is a small hallway with the living room and bedroom on the right (with wonderful views) and the kitchen and bathroom on the left.  We went out for a late lunch/snack.  I had a little sandwich on the road, but Reenie didn't have a bite to eat all day.  We ordered bruschetta and a polenta appetizer, thinking it would be similar to the polenta dish from Stefani's.  It was more of a very thick soup.  The bruschetta was huge!
 
Montepulciano is a beautiful, hilly town with some steep hills.  We certainly got our exercise every day in all the towns.  Montepulciano is very touristy with its many wine and pecorino cheese shops.  There is one great shop near the bottom of town where one can sample wine and cheese.  There were many people in that shop.  I purchased some Vin Santo and Cantucci for the apartment and Reenie purchase some white wine, the same as we had for dinner the night before.  
 
Back in our apartment, we enjoyed some wine before dinner.  I had asked Giacomo to make dinner reservations for us at Acquacheta for 7:30pm.  The Osteria was only a three-minute walk from the apartment.  The place seats about 35 people - tight and cozy.  I saw my name on one of the table paper placemats.  We sat next to an older Italian couple (Silvano and Fernanda Aveno) who were from Milan.  Silvano spoke English, but not Fernanda.    We had a very nice time with them talking about our travels.  My dinner was very good (pici, then goat) but Reenie was disappointed in her meal, a boiled chicken dish, but she knew better than to order boiled meat.  She received a small discount on the bill because she complained to the owner that the meat was very dry.  The dish came with three different types of sauces, but they didn't help. 
 
After dinner, we walk around town before heading back to the apartment. That was our normal routine after dinner.  It helped us to wind down from our busy days and large meals.  In our apartment we enjoyed some Vin Santo and cookies, a nice treat to end the day.
 
16 May 2004 Sunday:  I woke up several times during the night.  The bed was firm and comfortable but the pillow was too hard.  Reenie slept in the living room on the foldout couch.  This was a nice arrangement since she reads before going to sleep.  I also woke to no hot water in the apartment!  We ended up boiling some water so I could take a sponge bath and wash my hair.  Reenie took a bath last night without any water problems.  We found out later from Giacomo that there was a switch next to the bathroom light switch.  Giacomo explained "I" is on "O" is off, common in Italy.  One of us must have tried it and turned off the water heater and didn't put it back in the original position.  (Budman, remember this!). 
 
We were out of the apartment by 9:15pm for our first day trip.  Just near the main entrance to Montepulciano on the south side of town, there were two gas stations.  I had the car filled (30 Euros!), and then we drove off for the day.  It was another beautiful day again and we were thankful.  It was around the low to mid 70's.  Just perfect. 
 
Our first visit after stopping along the way to take some pictures was to the Abbey Di Mont Oliveto Maggiore.  I read in one of my guidebooks that for a great view of the Abby one should drive past the Abby to the next tiny town, Chiusure.  We took a few photos, and then headed to the Abbey.  The frescos in the courtyard were fabulous, especially the Legent of St. Benedict painted by Signorelli.  We also saw the monk's dining room: tables set with dishes, cups, and even bottled water. 
 
Asicano is a lovely little town north of the Abbey.  We arrived in time for lunch since most of the shops (though not many) were closed.  I was hungry too since we didn't buy any breakfast for the apartment.  I picked the first restaurant I saw, La Mencina. We sat in the back outside under umbrellas.  We were the first to arrive and hoped others would come and fill the place.  As we were getting ready to order our meal, I looked up and to my surprise saw Silvano and Fernanda walk in.  Reenie saw my expression and wondered what I could have possibly been seeing.  We asked them to join us for lunch and again, we had a great time with them.  It was amazing to meet up with someone while in Tuscany.  Of all the towns and restaurants in Tuscany, I would have never expected to run into anyone we knew.  It's certainly a small world.  We exchanged our cards and I told them I would send photos from that day at lunch.  By the time we left the restaurant, every table was filled.  Most were residents of Asciano, if not all.
 
After our "Ciaos" and hugs, we drove to Serre di Rapolano, which was only five minutes away.  Alexandra, our hostess at Piccolo Hotel Oliveta in Siena, recommended this town as they were having a two-week medieval festival.  Serre di Rapolano was one of my favorite towns in Tuscany.  We walked along the narrow, hilly streets while waiting for the afternoon festival to begin.  While walking around, I made the mistake of placing five postcards into an official looking mailbox.  I thought to myself, "That was probably a resident's mailbox!"  I hope they decide to drop them in the mail!  It was on the wall on a small street but was big and red in color.  Oh well.  I should have known better.  Locals were dressed in costume.  There were food stands throughout the center of town, as well as a display of beautiful falcons and an owl with its bright golden eyes.  Reenie and I watched the procession before heading out to our next town. 
 
Trequanda was another small town that Alexandra recommended we visit.  I liked her choices in towns, as they were not filled with many tourists.  Trequanda was quaint and quiet.  To get there, we drove past Singalunga.  We were quite surprised at the size of the police station in Trequanda - it was a very large building for the small town.  What crimes were committed here?
 
It was getting late in the afternoon, so we headed back to Montepulicano.  Dark clouds were in the sky but we only had a few drops of rain.  We drove back on some very windy roads, even a dirt road.  I knew the road would lead us to Montepulicano (I saw a sign!) but didn't like being on a deserted dirt road.  What if we got a flat tire?  That would have been lots of fun.
 
Back in Montepulicano, we ran into Giacomo.  He's a very nice man and was interested in hearing about our day.  He recommended Ai Quattro Venti for dinner, which was very good.  It's located in the Piazza Grande, about a 7-minute steep hill walk away.  Dining next to us was a French couple.  We talked to them with our limited French.  After our short walk, we wrote in our journals in the apartment with our wine and dessert.
 
17 May 2004: Today was a special day for us.  When I corresponded with Alexandra about our hotel arrangements in Siena and her suggestions for our day trips, she told us that Antonio would take us on a wine and olive oil tasting tour along with a typical Tuscan lunch.  Before he picked us up at 10:00am, we walked into town to pick up food for dinner: Antipasti of marinated eggplant, buffala mozzarella, bread, thinly sliced meats, and two types of spreads for our crostini; then pici pasta and pesto sauce.  We also bought some fruit and foccacia for breakfast. 
 
While outside waiting for Antonio, we chatted with Giacomo.  Antonio had called him for directions and showed up minutes later.  Antonio walked up to us in his New York City white t-shirt and jeans and greeted us with warm hugs and kisses.  After introductions, Giacomo and Antonio chatted in Italian for a few minutes.  They do talk fast!  Alexandra was working at the hotel, so she couldn't join us. We would see her Saturday night at dinner, another special treat from them.
 
Antonio drove us to Montalcino via some small roads (SP15, SP57, etc) passing Torrita, Castelmuzio, S. Giovanni d'Asso.  He told us the location of the Abbey that was used in the film, The English Patient.  We would visit there another day.  At a winery (Conti Costanti) just outside Montalcino, we tasted some Brunello wines.  They were fabulous, but expensive.  Our little tour included seeing the large wine barrels in the storage room and how the grape vines have to be pruned by hand to insure maximum growth for the next year.  Annalisa, one of the owners in the family, explained the wine making process.  Brunello wines must age for at least 5 years but are best up to 7-10 years. 
 
Our next stop was at an olive oil Frantoli near S. Angelo in Colle.  Antonio drives like my husband's cousin from Naples: Talking with both hands, and cell phone in the right hand and shifting gears with the left.  Once he went through a stop sign.  I questioned him and he responded, "Why not?  No cars were coming."  It was a wonderful drive heading west of Montalcino.  We saw many vineyards and towns in the distance.  The area is a little hillier than between Montalcino and Montepulicano.  We were told about the olive oil making process.  Visiting between October and December would be a much better time to visit where one could actually see the pressing of the olives.  I expected to taste different olive oils with white bread. No, the process was different:  Take two small plastic cups and add about 1 teaspoon  or so of olive oil into one cup, topping it with the other.  Next, slowly turn the cup in one hand, warming the olive oil.  After several seconds, quickly lift the top cup and inhale the wonderful aroma of the oil.  Do this several times to really get the various scents of the oil.  Time to taste: Add a little to the mouth and slowly sip the oil through the teeth (this can get noisy), taking the time to taste the olive oil on the tongue before finally swallowing.  If you swallow immediately, then it may burn your throat.  It was a very interesting experience.  We tried three different oils (mild to intense) before purchasing a bottle to take home.  The prices were a lot more reasonable than buying a bottle of Brunello.  Prior to leaving the USA on this trip, I read in the paper that most olives are imported to Italy from Spain and Tunisia.  We were pleased to know that the olive oil we purchased was made from olives grown in this region. 
 
The three of us dined at a small Trattoria in S. Angelo in Colle for lunch.  We met Fabio, Antonio's business partner in his hotel and Country Tours business.  He recommended a wild boar dish for lunch.  Everything we had was wonderful.  Our meal ended with a shot of Grappa. 
 
Our day with Antonio was quite enjoyable and most memorable.  He certainly is passionate about wine and the Italian way of life.  He told us that one does not need much [money] to enjoy the simple, fresh foods of Tuscany, the wines, and Tuscany itself.  He is hoping that others like Reenie and me will really take in Tuscany and learn about the region and what it has to offer, rather than playing the tourist barely understanding and seeing anything.  He's also worried that the younger generation has no interest in the farming of Tuscany and the vineyards.  With his daily tours, he tries to teach travelers the essence of Tuscany and help them to really appreciate what Tuscany has to offer.    Antonio loves his job, says he couldn't think of doing anything else. 
 
We made our way back to Montepulciano in the late afternoon and after a kiss on each cheek and, "See you Saturday," he was off.  What a wonderful day it was with Antonio.  If anyone wants to feel at home while in Tuscany, spend some time with Antonio and Alexandra. 
 
Stuffed from lunch, we walked around town for a while to get some exercise.  I purchased a few gift items and a lovely ceramic utensil jar for the kitchen.  I found the prices to be a lot more expensive than on the last trip to Italy.  We purchased some postcards and few other things, and then headed back to our apartment to relax for the remainder of the evening.  Dinner was small from our purchases in the morning.  We were full from lunch that we skipped making the pici.  We spent the evening writing postcards and writing in our journal. 
 
18 May 2004:  Another beautiful day in Tuscany.  We spent most of the day in Cortona, the hilliest of towns we visited.  It took about an hour to get to Cortona from Montepulicano.  It was very easy to find a parking spot just outside the town walls.  In most towns, the parking lots are outside the town walls.  Our first stop was to the small Etruscan museum, which had very interesting artifacts, including a wonderful collection from Egypt!  Most of the descriptions in the museum are in Italian only, but in this museum there were sheets in English to read.  The woman at the desk was from the United States and has been living in Cortona for 20 years.  She's an archeologist and went to Cortona to do some research and never left.  She should have written her story before Frances Mayes!
 
The streets of Cortona are very steep at some points.  We worked our legs this day!  We wandered around, visited the cathedral, before heading to Piazza Repubblica for lunch at Ristorante La Loggetta.  We picked a table outside where we could see the piazza and people watch.  Lunch was very good (I loved the dish Reenie had: Spelt with chicory in a parmesan cheese/cream sauce).  When I received the bill, I noticed that the waitress charged me 3 Euros more than she should have, so I had her correct the bill.  She did so with many apologies. 
 
As usual, Reenie wanted to see the fortress.  She wanted to see all the fortresses she could!  So up we went to the fortress along those steep, steep streets.  We stopped along the way to take some pictures and to catch our breath.  I didn't go to the fortress.  Instead, I found a nice shady bench at the S. Margherita church to relax.  I know I burned half of my lunch by then.  Dinner would be well deserved.  Reenie came back a short while later.  Although she had great views, it was hazy in the distance.
 
I was ready to drive home, but Reenie wanted to see another town.  We drove to Lucignano, a lovely walled-in town.  It's a very lovely, small place to visit.  The towns were beginning to blend.  This town actually has four streets, all circling the next one inside.  It wasn't hilly at all, so that was a nice change. I purchased a bottle of white wine for the apartment while Reenie purchased some ham.  She bought a single large slice.  The butcher just smiled. 
 
Getting back to Montepulciano was very aggravating.  To get to the A1 from Lucignano, I had to drive north on a small road (following the sign to A1) for 7 to 10 miles!!  Then once I was on A1 heading south, there was no exit for Montepulicano.  The maps that I had showed the roads and it looked like there were an exit for Montepulciano.  We drove south all the way to the Chiaciano Terme exit, about 6-8 miles away.  How frustrating!!! I could have driven the small roads to Montepulciano from Lucignano and gotten home sooner.  Damn Italian roads!  What a waste of gas and time. 
 
Instead of going to the apartment, then out to dinner, we drove directly to a recommended place called Osteria Nottola, a few miles north of town.  Well, I guess I didn't read my notes properly as they were only open for lunch.  That was too bad.  I read good reviews of this place.  So we drove back to Montepulciano where I dropped Reenie off at Ai Quattro Venti to get a table while I parked the car.  Just as I got to the piazza, she was waiting for me.  Reenie could only get 9pm reservations, but that was fine for us.  We walked to the apartment, had some wine, wrote in our journals, and relaxed.  We did a lot of walking this day so it was good to just hang out. 
 
Dinner was so excellent that I made reservations for the next night at Quattro Venti.  But I decided too that we wouldn't dine there again after that since there were other great restaurants to try.  It was nice to be recognized by the owner.  The chef also recognized us who smiled and checked up on us to see how we liked our meals.
 
19 May 2004:  We've been having such wonderful luck with the weather.  Again we woke up to blue skies and warm weather.  Our first stop of the day was at a Pecorino farmhouse near Montepulciano.  Reenie really enjoyed the cheese we had at lunch with Antonio and wished she bought the wheel of cheese that was there.  She didn't care for the cheese, so we moved on.  At least we knew there was a cheese shop in town that we could use as a backup. 
 
I drove the same route that Antonio did to get to S. Anna in Camprena, where the English Patient was filmed.  Along the way we stopped in charming Montefollonico.  It's a very small town, no tourists except for two women on bikes.  We saw a lot of bikers on this trip.  How they ride on these small, steep, windy roads, I just don't know.  I found the deal of the century in an Alimentari:  Limoncello for 3.95 Euros.  Every other shop had bottles ranging 9-12 Euros.  Unbelievable!  So I bought one to bring home.  Then I decided to buy one to have while in the apartment.  Reenie bought Amaretto for 9.61 Euros - at least $20 in the States.  I also bought more cantucci to bring back home with the Vin Santo I bought the other day.  It's such a simple and delicious dessert. 
 
Continuing on, I took the wrong turn (or so I thought) and ended in the town of Castelmuzio.  Not wanting to drive too far in town in case I got stuck, I decided to back up and into a small parking area that had two cars and one empty space.  The parking area sloped downward.  My first (almost) car accident:  I backed into the empty space, but got too far to the right and ended with my right rear tire down two steps!  I couldn't see the small set of stairs from my position.  After trying to go forward without any luck, Reenie got out and pushed the car out while I slowly accelerated.  I had to be careful because there was a building right in front of me.  Thank goodness for tiny Italian cars!  No one was around that could have helped us if we really needed the help.  Reenie grabbed her camera and took a photo of the stairs and car. 
 
The road to the S. Anna in Camprena is lined with tall Cypress trees. The Abbey has beautiful frescos and a lovely courtyard.  A lot of the Abbey is in ruins.  The courtyard has a large pond with carp, lemon trees, and huge rosemary bushes.  There were only a few visitors, so it was quite peaceful. 
 
Pienza was lovely despite the many tourists.  This was one town where many residents filled their windows with beautiful flowers as well as their door steps.  We found a place to eat, but too late to get a table to dine al fresco.  The patio was packed with hungry diners.  Lunch was good, but I should have ordered the tagliatelle with tartufo.  The man at the next table ordered it and it smelled heavenly.  Truffles have such an intense smell.  We wandered around Pienza after lunch enjoying the sights.  We also purchased some wonderful pecorino cheese to bring back home. 
 
Not too far south of Pienza is Bagno Vignoni, a very small spa town.  I believe it's the only town that has a bath for its piazza.  We took a break and had water and tea.  I noticed some older Italian soaking their feet in the spa stream so we joined them.  The water was warm and refreshing.  I expected the water to be cold.  Our feet deserved this small spa treatment.  The views were lovely from there. 
 
Our last stop of the day was in S. Quirico d'Orcia.  We walked around the town and visited the church.  On the way home, we stopped a few times taking photographs of the countryside.  We were always amazed with the views and never tired of them.
 
This was a long day. We arrived back at the apartment around 7pm and we had 8pm dinner reservations.  Later, during our usual evening stroll, we walked home via a different street.  It was fairly dark and I heard a noise in the grass.  I saw a little porcupine like animal.  He was cute and stood still once he knew I saw him.  We enjoyed limoncello before bedtime.
 
20 May 2004:  Here we go again, another beautiful day!  There was more haze than the other days, but we were very happy so far for the weather we had.  Thursday is market day in Montepulicano.  After searching for a parking lot, I found one near a ballpark.  We saw many items in the market:  shoes, shirts, baby clothes, pants, kitchen items, various foods, etc.  There were lots of stalls and it was very busy with buyers, most of them residents of Montepulciano.  I purchased a kitchen tablecloth in a lemon print for only 8 Euros.  What a bargain! 
 
We visited the market for about 45 minutes, and then headed out for the day.  We drove to Abby di S. Antimo.  It sits in a little valley and is quite beautiful.  Lots of people were picnicking on the lawn.  Another group of people were singing some songs, but they were in the distance so it was hard to hear what they were singing.  I imagine they were religious songs. 
 
I was tempted to drive to S. Angelo in Colle for lunch, but wanted time in Montalcino.  I found a parking lot near the fortezza.  We walked along briefly and found a place for lunch.  Although the food was good, the service was extremely slow.  We should have walked out, but the waitress had already brought our wine.  I asked for the check three times.  We could have walked out because when I asked the waitress for the third time she thought the other woman already took care of us. 
 
I found Montalcino to be more expensive than the other Tuscan towns.  I was very happy that I chose Montepulciano as our home base.  We toured the fortezza and enjoyed the views from above.  While walking around town I was keeping an eye out for Bob and Ginny's hotel.  Just as I looked down a street I saw the hotel and there was Bob and Ginny walking towards us.  After talking for about five minutes, Dawn and Francesco drove up in their car.  I wasn't sure if we would have the time to see them while on this trip since there was no phone in the apartment to contact them.  Dawn and Francesco had stopped by our apartment earlier some woman told them we had checked out.  Dawn was so concerned because she knew I wouldn't have check out until Saturday.  We found a café and enjoyed some wine and each other's company.  Reenie was anxious to see more of Montalcino, so we made dinner plans with Dawn and Francesco and left the group.  We stopped at one church, but I didn't go in since I was not properly dressed.  That was fine as I was getting my fill of churches and Abbeys.
 
We stopped in Pienza on the way home to purchase some wine at a grocery store.  It went quickly in the apartment.  We also picked up some meat for breakfast.  Back in the apartment we had our usual glass of wine.
 
We made plans to meet Dawn and Francesco at the Villa Nottola at 8pm where they were staying.  The villa has a restaurant, so we figure we'd dine there.  It was only a 10-minute ride from Montepulciano.  Once we got there, Francesco said the place was too expensive, so I suggested we head back to town for dinner.  Francesco called one restaurant who told him, "Get here quickly, we close soon."  It was only 8:15pm!  They followed me back to the apartment and we walked to Acquachetta to see if we could get in there instead. We were told 9pm, so Francesco made the reservations.  Back at the apartment we had some wine and talked about many things and relaxed.  It was very nice sitting in the living room as if it were our own home. 
 
Dinner was very good.  I tried Riboletto for the first time, a Tuscan poor man's soup of bread and beans.  It's amazing that such simple ingredients make for a great dish.  That's what Tuscany (and all of Italy) is about:  Simplicity.  The restaurant was full and quite busy.  We all enjoyed some limoncello after dinner at the apartment and later Dawn and Francesco went to their villa.  It was a fun evening.  Too bad we couldn't meet them on another night.
 
21 May 2004:  I woke up with a hangover- too much wine and limoncello.  In fact I was surprised how much limoncello we drank.  I could have slept till noon.  We toured Montepulciano in the morning visiting the Torre in the piazza, the Duomo, walked along the park and stopped in the grocery store to buy some orange juice.  My body needed some liquids.  This was the first time we saw Montepulciano during the "rush hour" with the many tourists. 
 
After sharing a pizza for lunch (and it was good!) we visited the Tempio di S. Bagio church.  It was under scaffolding.  There's always something covered with scaffolding in Europe.  Our afternoon visit was to Chuisi (an old Etruscan town), about a 30-minute drive south.  I had to fill the car with gas and couldn't figure out how to use the self-service pump.  I drove to another station and it was closed.  It was siesta time.  Back at the first station, there were two cars there, so I was able to get directions: add money, pick pump number, pump gas, go.  We should have visited Chuisi in the morning when the museums were open but we neglected to check our guide books and notes the night before.  We could only walk around and see the town.  I wasn't impressed with the town as it was more modern than the others.  It wasn't quaint and pretty.
 
Back in Montepulciano, Reenie went out to get some wine while I prepared a small antipasti plate together for a pre-dinner appetizer.  We wanted to sit outside in the back yard, but the table and chairs needed to be cleaned.  After dinner at Diva e Maceo (one of our better meals), we chatted with two women from Canada on the street about a third of the way to the apartment.  Someone mentioned cheese and I realized I left my purchase at the restaurant.  I got my exercise that evening going back down to the restaurant and back up again.  As I walked into the restaurant, our waiter said, "Pecorino!"  "Si!" I said.  Reenie enjoyed a delicious pistachio and chocolate gelato on the way home.
 
22 May 2004.  It was time to move on and head to Siena for the next two days.  I finished my packing  did most the previous night.  Giacomo knocked on our door just as we were about to take our bags to the car.  He saved us from carrying the heavy suitcases down 2 flights of stairs.  Thank you Giacomo!  I wondered how we would manage getting from the bus station to the hotel in Florence.  We talked to Giacomo for a few minutes, paid our bill (in cash), and then drove off to Siena.  It took 1 hour, 10 minutes to get to Siena.  I drove the same route, S2.  Alexandra, our hostess at Piccolo Hotel Oliveta was very happy to see us.  She was just as pretty as before and hadn't changed a bit.  We had her store our two duffle bags that were filled with the bottles and ceramics.  She placed them in another room so no one would bump them and possibly break a ceramic piece or bottle. 
 
We walked into town, which took about 15 minutes, from the Porta Romana gate.  Our first stop: the Campanile and its 503 steps to the top.  It was actually a pretty easy climb.  The views of Siena were great and well worth the climb. 
 
The Duomo in Siena was our favorite.  It was quite spectacular with all the various color marble and beautiful inlaid marble on the floors.  There are large panels depicting various scenes.  The last time we were there, most were covered.  This time we could enjoy seeing most of the panels.  It took 120 years to build this Duomo. 
 
After lunch at Da Dino (tasty veal Milanese), we walked back to the hotel to get our bags and unpack some of our clothing.  Since we were nearing the end of the trip, I didn't take everything out.  I didn't want to spend extra time repacking everything.  I decided that since my bags were getting very heavy that we should just enjoy the other bottle of limoncello.  I can easily make it at home.  So we had some while unpacking.  It was better than carrying the extra weight. 
 
We met Antonio and Alexandra around 7pm to go to dinner.  They had plans to take us to Antonio's favorite restaurant, Ristorante Nella La Taverna.  First we had drinks in the Campo and watched a parade of the Contrade that won last years' Palio.  Everyone wore scarves of their Contrade colors and sang songs.  There are 17 Contrade, representing the various districts of Siena
 
Alberto, the owner of Nella and friend of Antonio, took good care of us.  Antonio brought him a bottle of Brunello.  We had a fabulous dinner and consider it our best meal out of the whole trip.  We started with a glass of champagne, followed by the antipasti.  My octopus "sopresata" was excellent.  White wine was served with our primi (eggplant ravioli with julienne zucchini) and red wine with our secondo (rolled rabbit stuffed with pancetta and sauce).  We all shared a variety of desserts along with a strong after dinner drink.  Everything was just wonderful.  Next to our table were five men from Germany who sang throughout the night singing "barbershop" style songs, including some from Elvis. The lead singer flirted with Alberto who took it all in stride. 
 
After a short walk around the Campo, we drove back to the hotel.  I would have liked to walk off dinner, but it was nice to go home in comfort.  Antonio and Alexandra made the evening very special, something we'll never forget.  Thank you so very much!
 
23 May 2004 Sunday:  Today started out different:  Cloudy skies.  I sent an email to Tony (as well as the day before).  It was my first chance at getting to a computer. I knew he knew I was okay because he kept an eye out on the PC banking.  He knew if I took money out, I was alive and well and spending money!  This was our last day with the car and I was glad!  I got tired of driving every day, but it was the only way to really see the countryside of Tuscany.  As we drove to Volterra, the clouds disappeared and it turned into a lovely day.  The road to Volterra is quite windy and hilly.  We visited the Etruscan museum, which was very interesting.  There were 600 sarcophagi in various rooms and grouped by theme, ranging from very simple to very elaborate and detailed.  Volterra is also well known for its alabaster.  I bought a small bowl and baby-size fruit to place in the bowl.  They could pass for real fruit. 
 
I had lunch alone (excellent mushroom and chicken liver risotto and with a side dish of grilled eggplant) while Reenie walked around.  She really wasn't hungry.  We decided to skip Colle Val d'Elsa as we decided we had seen enough for the day.  The town blended, although a few stand out as my favorites:  Serre di Rapolano, Montepulciano, Montefollonico, and Pienza.
 
Back at the hotel we packed some of our things while it rained.  It rained hard for an hour.  By the time we were ready to head out for the evening, it stopped raining.  We were so lucky on this trip with the weather. 
 
Antonio was sweet to help me get the car to the car rental office.  I followed him and thank goodness I did.  I would have gotten lost!  The sign for Europe Car was quite small.  Expecting to bring us back to the hotel, he actually dropped us off in the center of town near the restaurant where planned to dine.  We walked around a bit before heading to the restaurant.  Alexandra had made dinner reservations for us at La Torre.  At dinner the night before I stated I would rather dine at Nella again, but they recommended we dine at La Torre for a different experience.  The pasta was made fresh that day and delicious!  No menu (except for one in the window), the owner, who sipped his white wine watered down a little with some water behind the counter, told us our choices.  Reenie splurged and ordered the Florentine steak  bistecca a la Florentina.  She was a little disappointed as it was not rare enough for her.  I had the osso bucco.  Dinner was good, but Nella La Taverna was the best. 
 
24 May 2004.  We woke up around 7am so we could have our breakfast and get to the bus station for the 9:05 bus to Florence.  Antonio offered to drive us to the station.  I ate lightly.  They have a nice breakfast buffet of breads, rolls, meat, cheese, fresh fruit, juice, coffee, and cereals. 
 
We didn't get the chance to see Alexandra.  She received news that her cousin in Naples died in a motorcycle accident.  He was only 34 years old.  She went to Naples that day.  As we got into the van, Antonio handed us a small gift each:  A plate that his mother painted, which had a Tuscany scene of a house.  It was the same house we had seen and photographed earlier in the week.  His generosity never stopped.  He drove us to the bus stop.  We were really sad to be leaving.  Our short time with Antonio and Alexandra was wonderful and we will never forget their hospitality.  I gave Antonio a big hug, and then went off to buy our bus tickets while Reenie said her goodbyes and guarded the luggage.  I was able to get tickets for the 8:50am bus, so we didn't have to wait too long.  It was a cool morning, but comfortable.  We grabbed the first row seats on the bus and enjoyed a relaxing ride to Florence.  It took just over an hour to get into the city.
 
It was a slow walk to our hotel from the bus station.  Our bags were quite heavy, so we switched hands every few minutes.  It took about 20 minutes to get to the hotel walking along via Nazionale to Via Guelfa.  Via Guelfa is a small, but busy street.  Our hotel building had no elevator!  Luckily Massimo, one of the managers, helped Reenie with her luggage. 
 
Our room still needed to be cleaned, so we stored our bags with our breakables behind the counter and left for a while.  The Mercato Centrale was just around the corner.  We wandered around checking out the outdoor stalls, which had tons of leather goods, scarfs, purses, and souvenirs.  One cheese and meat stall inside the market had a plate of samples.  Delicious cheese!  I ordered a sandwich for lunch while Reenie picked up a few different sampling of foods.  We found a bench near by and enjoyed our lunch. 
 
Back at the hotel we checked into our room.  We had one more flight of stairs to tackle, but Massimo took the larger pieces of luggage for us.  Room 24 is very plain with a king and twin beds.  The carpeting needs to be replaced (I was glad I brought my slippers), as well as replacing the "lock" on the bathroom door.  I had asked for a room facing the inner courtyard rather than facing the busy street.  Reenie complained about the tub because there was no stopper for her to take a bath.  Other than that, it was pretty decent.  However, the driving factor that made me decide not to recommend this place was the fact that the beautiful white Persian cat that hangs around proceeded to use the tile floor of the lobby bathroom as its toilet.  That was such a turn off!  This hotel was recommended in Sandra Gustafson's Great Sleeps in Italy Book, so it was a big disappointment. 
 
After unpacking a few items, we went to the Palazzo Medici-Ricardi, the original home of Cosimo de'Medici.  Such opulent rooms, but our favorite was the one room in the Palazzo Mansi in Lucca
 
We enjoyed the great views from the top of the Campanile, a total of 414 steps.  From the Campanile, we could view the Dome of the Duomo and all the way to the mountains.  I also saw the Mercato Centrale and the general area of our hotel.  We deserved a break after that climb, so we decided to get some gelato at Perche No!  It was fabulous!  
 
The Medici Chapels were open so we went in. We were surprised at the "free entry."  Well, it was free because a lot of the chapel was under scaffolding.  Still, it was an amazing site to see.  The Medici's knew how to show off their wealth and their support of the Renaissance artisans  everywhere.
 
One fun thing to do in Florence is to window shop along the Ponte Vecchio.  Gold, gold, gold!  I was tempted, but didn't buy anything.  Not with the current exchange rate.  Plus there wasn't anything I had in mind like on my last trips (such as the winged lion of Venice pendant I bought on a previous trip).  On the Oltrano, we stopped by Osteria Cinghiale Bianco to make reservations for the next night.  This was one place that was highly recommended by fellow fodorites. 
 
For dinner, I asked Massimo to make reservations for us at Trattoria Guelfa, a small place up the street.  Mrs. Copola, who I had corresponded with about her hotel, recommended it to me.  As we arrived at the Trattoria, groups of people were turned away  the place was full.  Just as the woman started to shut the door on us, I told her in Italian we had reservations.  With a big smile, she let us in and led us to our reserved table.  Dinner was very good, including the risotto a la Florentina and veal with mushroom sauce.  Reenie was daring and tried a tripe dish.  I had a couple of bites.  It wasn't bad but not something I'd order on a regular basis.  The Trattoria had three different "menus" for 9 Euros, a very good deal.   I chose the specials of the evening.
 
25 May 2004: Reenie and I had a very busy day starting with a small breakfast at the hotel.  This was the morning I saw the cat crapping on the tile floor in the bathroom.  Also, a couple from Russia complained about the broken air conditioner in their room (not needed unless they were trying to drown out the street sounds at night).  The other man working the desk said the a/c was brand new, one of the best, and that they probably didn't know how to use it.  He wasn't the friendliest of guys.  In any case, they asked for another room. 
 
Our first exercise of the day was to climb the dome of the Duomo, a total of 463 steps.  We visited the Duomo first, which was not as impressive as the Duomo in Siena.  The line to the
dome was very short.  It's best to get there in the a.m. before the crowds get there.  We took this very slowly.  At one level of our climb, we walked halfway around the Duomo on the inside.  Looking down we could see the other visitors.  Large plexiglass was laid so that no one could throw things down.  It was a little claustrophobic as the walkway was pretty narrow.  Then we hit the area of the dome itself as the walls started curving in.  At this point is where we could see the two domes.  As stated on the web:  http://gallery.euroweb.hu/database/churches/duomo.html,
 
          "The dome was not built until the early 15th century, when Filippo Brunelleschi, a goldsmith and sculptor, began to make statues for the cathedral. Gradually he became interested in the building itself and built some smaller parts of it. In about 1415 he prepared a design for the dome that he daringly proposed to build without the aid of formwork, which had been absolutely necessary in all previous Roman and Gothic construction. He built a 1:12 model of the dome in brick to demonstrate his method; the design was accepted and built under his supervision from 1420 to 1436.   Brunelleschi's dome consists of two layers, an inner dome spanning the diameter and a parallel outer shell to protect it from the weather and give it a more pleasing external form. Both domes are supported by 24 stone half arches, or ribs, of circular form, 2.1 metres (seven feet) thick at the base and tapering to 1.5 metres (five feet), which meet at an open stone compression ring at the top. To resist outward thrust, tie rings of stone held together with metal cramps run horizontally between the ribs. There are also tie rings of oak timbers joined by metal connectors. The spaces between the ribs and tie rings are spanned by the inner and outer shells, which are of stone for the first 7.1 metres and brick above. The entire structure was built without formwork, the circular profiles of the ribs and rings being maintained by a system of measuring wires fixed at the centres of curvature. Brunelleschi obviously understood enough about the structural behaviour of the dome to know that, if it were built in horizontal layers, it would always be stable and not require timber centring. He also designed elaborate wooden machines to move the needed building materials both vertically and horizontally. Having all but equaled the span of the Pantheon in stone, Brunelleschi was hailed as the man who "renewed Roman masonry work"; the dome was established as the paragon of built form." 
 
Reenie and I were quite fascinated with this feat of architecture.  At one point, the stairs rose right up on the inside dome which was quite steep.  The last 7-10 steps were almost as straight as a ladder (watch your head).  From above we could photograph the Campanile.  I only took a couple of photos since the views were the same as the day before.  But of the two, the dome is a wonderful experience for the closeness of the frescos and Brunelleschi's arachitectural genius.   Going down, we passed a couple. They asked us about the views and we said they were great.  "That's why we're doing this!"  The woman was quite overweight and I thought to my self, "Good for her!"  I'm sure it was a very tough climb for her.  
 
We saw Michelangelo's Laurentine Library staircase.  It was quite dark, which is what he purposely planned.  It was a dark entrance into a bright library.  He really was an amazing man with his paintings, drawings, sculptures, frescos, and architecture. 
 
I picked up a sandwich for lunch and Reenie picked up some cheese and dark bread.  The bench we used the last time was occupied so we decided to eat in our room and give ourselves a break in the mid afternoon.  I could have taken a long nap! 
 
We decided to visit the Palazzo Vecchio in the afternoon.  We spent a lot of time in the Palazzo enjoying the rooms.  The ceilings were so beautifully decorated.  Why the ceilings?  Reenie wrote in the guest book, "Fabulous!  But my neck hurts."  Reenie also wanted to visit the Pitti palace, but with our time at the Palazzo Vecchio, we wouldn't have had quality time at the Pitti.  So we decided to visit the Baptistery, which was a sight to see with its gold dome.  There were lots of chairs so we could sit and look up. 
 
Dinner was at 7pm so we walked at a leisurely pace to the Oltrano to the Osteria Cinghiale Bianco.  We stopped at a café for a drink or two and wrote in our journals.  It was nice to stop and relax.  We really didn't do a lot of café life while in Italy.  We window-shopped again on the Ponte Vecchio.  The bridge was crowded with shoppers.  Dinner was very good: risotto with asparagus; wild boar with polenta.  I talked with the owner to let him know I tried to make advance reservations via email prior to leaving the USA but my emails were returned undeliverable.  He said he was having computer problems but appreciated my telling him.  He was friendly and flirted with me.  But he was sweet.  The couple next to our table was from Florida (originally from Ohio) and was enjoying the various foods of Italy
 
It was nice to have a long walk home after dinner.  The Florence crowds died down so it was a comfortable walk.  I stepped out and emailed Tony from an Internet shop.  It was 2.70 Euros  for 30 minutes.  I had time left and planned to use it again the next night.  Back in the room we enjoyed the last of the limoncello.
 
26 May 2004:  This was our last day in Italy before flying home on Thursday.  We did a lot this day.  We were happily surprised to find the museums open to the public free of charge all the way through Sunday.  Reenie and I decided to skip the PittiPalace since we still had the Bargello and Uffizi museum to see.  Our first stop after our breakfast was the Bargello museum.  On the way to the museum we walked down via dei Servi and found a tiny kitchen store (Mesticheria Tucci, 26) crammed with any kitchen item you could think of.  What caught my eye in the window was the pretty ceramic bottle stoppers priced at 2.50 Euros!!  Those normally cost around 9 Euros in ceramic shops.  I purchased three of them.  I also bought a new spoon rest that would go well with the new color in my kitchen for 3 Euros.  What a deal!  I saw other ceramic items, but didn't really look  I couldn't afford to buy anything else since my carry-on bag was completely full. 
 
The Bargello museum was my favorite!  I loved the sculptures.  There were also paintings, a room filled with beautiful ceramics, and another with armaments.  There was even a sculpture of two men fighting.  One man had the second one lifted in the air and upside down.  The second one had the first by the .....!
 
We headed east towards the S. Croce church, but decided to skip it.  We just didn't have the time to do it all.  It was lunchtime and I wanted pizza!  There was a place I read about in the Frommer's guidebook that stated that Pizzeria il Pizzaiuolo had the best Neapolitan pizza in Florence.  We arrived just around noon but it didn't open until 12:30, so we walked around the corner to the Mercato San Ambrogio and purchased some wild boar sausage.  The price was very reasonable compared to the shops in Montepulciano.  In addition to fruits, vegetables, meats and cheese, there was a market of clothing, purses, and other odds and ends.  I even saw a black duffle bag for 5 Euros and should have purchased it!  Reenie could have bought one too since her carry-on bag was so small.
 
Lunch was quick and the pizza caprese was excellent.  The place was empty except for another couple who ordered something that looked like a volcano when the center was pierced. I asked the waiter, who was from Naples, "Mount Vesuvius!?"  He just laughed. 
 
Since the museums were free, Reenie decided after all to see David at the Accademia.  Without any lines, we walked right in.  The museum was crowded, but manageable.  We were fortunate that David was no longer under any scaffolding (he was given a "bath" treatment to remove the dirt and other pollution) as I had read about, the main reason Reenie didn't want to visit the Accademia.  We were very glad we went.  David was beautiful!  It's such a magnificent sculpture and very powerful.  Apparently Michelangelo created David out of a slab of marble that two others had started.  He was only 26 when he began work and took three years to finish.  No pictures were allowed, but Reenie took one anyway.
 
I wasn't interested in seeing the rest of the museum since I was there once before, so I left Reenie there to enjoy it.  I headed out and got some gelato at Gelateria Carabé on at Via Ricasoli, 60, just down the street from the museum. I had pistachio and almond gelato.  It was excellent and definitely fresh made that morning.   I walked around the outdoor markets before heading back to the room.  I stopped at the Internet place and emailed Tony one last time with a minute to spare.  I packed most of my things and sorted through my receipts.  We were getting up at 4pm the next day so I wanted everything packed and ready to go.  Reenie got back in time to do a little bit of packing before went to visit the Uffizi gallery, the last museum on this trip. 
 
I went to the desk to pay our hotel bill before we headed out.  The man at the desk said I had made reservations for five nights, not three.  Not so!  It was listed as five nights in his book, so I asked him if he wanted to see the email I received. Yes.  I went back to the room, got it, and showed it to him.  What angered me was I had previously highlighted the dates (5/24  5/27, three nights), but he had to read both pages scanning it and hoping it said five nights someplace on the document.  He was just beside himself and looked like he wanted to argue with me.  It wasn't my problem that he screwed up and could have booked the room for the two nights with someone else.  I also asked, "Why would I make reservations for five nights when I made my airline reservations before making any hotel reservations!"  Even after he ran my credit card and I signed the bill, he still looked confused.  This was another reason for not recommending this hotel. 
 
I had made advance reservations for the Uffizi by calling from the USA.  It was very quick and easy. The woman that answered spoke English, asked the date and time we wanted the reservations, and gave us our confirmation number.  It took less than 2 minutes on the phone.  We had to go to door #3 to pay for our tickets (3.5 Euros each), then walk to door #1 to get in.  There was a very long line with those that didn't reserve in advance.  We spent about 1.5 hours in the museum, which is located on the top floor, or about five flights of stairs.  My favorite was Botticelli and his Birth of Venus and Allegory of Spring.    The room with the Rubens was closed that afternoon.  We also saw works by Leonardo Da Vinci, including one that was still in draft form.  One of the last rooms we visited (I did skip a few as it was getting a bit overwhelming) had two paintings by Goya. 
 
We were exhausted and our feet were really hurting, more so than our tower climbs and steep Tuscan town walks.  We were ready and hungry for dinner.  We headed west to il Latini, a very popular place.  I had asked Antonio if he would recommend a few restaurants. This was one of them.  Despite the many tourists, the food was good and it was a fun evening.  The doors opened promptly at 7:30pm to a crowd of about 50.  We sat next to an older French couple from Paris.  Bread and foccacia, as well as a large bottle of wine were on the tables.  Everyone was charged by the glass.  In the restaurant one can choose the full course meal or order from the menu.  Our waiter offered several appetizers and we decided to split the proscuitto and melon.   The melon was ripe and perfect.  Next we had riboletto.  It was much soupier than what I had in Montepulciano, but just as good.  Every place must have their own version of the recipe.  Reenie asked for bean soup and got what I ordered.  She didn't bother to change it.  I noticed two tables away a couple sharing the Florentine steak.  It looked fabulous, so we ordered it. So did our tablemates.   It was quite rare in the middle, the way we like it, but cooked medium towards the outside.  Still it was excellent, even if a bit pricy (36 Euros).  But at $22 each (1 kilo total), that really is reasonable compared to a steakhouse in the USA.  The meat was marinated and quite tasty.  And it was much better than the one that Reenie had before.  We were full, but not stuffed.  Dinner ended with complimentary vin santo and cantucci.
 
Thursday 27 May 2004:  With a 10:30am flight, we had to get up at 4am to get to the airport on time.  I actually woke up around 2am and couldn't fall back asleep.  We were out the door in 40 minutes and our taxi arrived right on time, 4:45am.  It was a quick 10-minute ride to the airport (15 Euros) as the streets were bare.  Everything went smoothly, even at the counter.  The airport was pretty empty in the early morning.  We flew on an Air Bus 319 to Milan, only a 40-minute ride.  I thought we were going on the ATR 72 again.  I was worried my carry-on bag was over the weight limit and would have to be checked.  Our wait in Milan was 2 hours but by the time we went from one gate to the next and going through customs, we really didn't have too long a wait.  I spent the rest of my Euros on breakfast and shopping in one of the stores.
 
We flew home on a Boeing 767 and were able to move to two center rows.  The flight was about 1/3rd empty, so we grabbed the seats to stretch out and try to sleep.  Reenie slept for a while after our meal, but I chatted with a couple of the flight attendants.  One, Fabiola, asked about WashingtonDC as it was her first trip there.  I gave her suggestions to some of the museums including the AmericanHistoryMuseum.  Luigi, the head flight attendant and I talked for a couple of hours and even gave me to a bottle of red wine from first class.  He also let me take a nap in first class and later told me one of the first class passengers wanted to know who I was!  What business was that of hers!  At the end of the flight I said my goodbyes to Luigi and Fabiola. 
 
Tony picked us up at Dulles and we were home by 3:30pm (a 9-hour flight).  It was nice to be home, as always, but sad to end such a great trip.  Lucy was so excited to see me.  Tony said she seemed depressed the whole time I was gone.  For dinner, Tony made kielbasa with cabbage.  It was not Italian dish, but a nice change. 
 
We enjoyed our time visiting the many hill towns of Tuscany and trying different foods.  I think my favorite towns were Serre di Rapolano, Pienza, Montefollonico, and of course Montepulciano.  The hilliest was Cortona and the most modern was Chuisi.  As I said before, the towns became a blur after a while.  They all had such lovely little streets with windows filled with flowers.  We were amazed at the countryside.  It was so green with its spring colors.  Poppies were everywhere!  May is really a nice time to visit Tuscany
 
Now it's time to get back to reality and back to the job.  I'll have to start planning the next trip.   I just earned enough frequent flier mileage to travel to Hawaii!  Maybe I'll go in October. Reenie wants to go to China - anyone interested?
 
Some other comments: 
 
Visit Florence before going to the various Tuscan towns to end a trip on a relaxing note.  I found to be a very busy and noisy city.  Our days in Florence were filled with all the museums.  It would have been nice to relax in Montepulciano after those days.
 
Climb the Campanile in the afternoon and the Duomo in the morning for photos because of the position of the sun.
 
To avoid the long lines for the Siena tower (in the Campo) purchase your tickets at the "service center," wherever the hell it's located.  There was no sign stating the location of the service center.
 
I hate the Italian signs! (See above).  The signs are never clear, especially the road signs.  I became frustrated several times while driving.  It was confusing trying to get through Siena on S2 to Montepulciano.  But, I did drive like an Italian! 
 
Watch your food bill.  I was charged an extra 3 Euros for one of my appetizers, but caught it.  With a lame "sorry" the waitress re-did the check. 
 
Don't squeeze more than you can handle, whether in Florence or in the Tuscan towns.  We found three towns to be ideal per day and if there was time to add another town or sight, fine.  If not, visit another time.  For our three days in Florence we just couldn't do it all.  It's best to spend a week there. 
 
Make sure you have good road maps.
 
Stop and take the time to eat gelato.
 
Bring lots of film or extra compact flash cards!
 
Be adventurous and try new foods.  Reenie tried tripe (and I tasted it) and spelt (Farro) risotto.  I enjoyed the wild boar and rabbit dishes.
 
If you want to dine outdoors, get to the restaurant just as it opens or make reservations.
 
Some useful Italian web sites:
 
http://www.turismo.toscana.it/ttgg/htmle/ttidgge.htm
http://www.welcometuscany.it/
http://www.tuscany.net/
http://www.uffizi.firenze.it/welcomeE.html
http://www.alltravelitaly.com/Italy/Destination_Guides/Cities/Florence.htm
http://www.country-tours.com/This is Antonio's tour company
http://www.oliveta.com/ Our hotel in Siena
http://www.albergodiana.com/  Our hotel in Lucca
http://www.tuscany.net/stuart/ and http://www.politian.com/ Our apartment in Montepulciano
 
7 June 2004:  I came home today to find the postcard I sent to Tony, which I thought I lost forever when I was in Serre di Rapolano!  I guess the owner of the house took heart and placed them in a regular mail box! 
 
My Expenses:
 
Transportation (airfare, car rental, gas, parking, tolls, bus, taxi    $846.30
Hotels for 14 nights                                                                       $612.25
Food                                                                                              $623.70
Museums                                                                                        $80.00
Shopping                                                                                       $373.00
                                                                                       Total    $2,535.00





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