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The Duomo complex consists six significant sites: the Cathedral, the Baptistry, the Crypt, the Facciatone, the Oratory of San Bernardino, and the Museo dell’Opera. The Siena Duomo is one of the world’s great examples of Italian romanesque architecture and was originally intended to be the largest cathedral of its kind. Its main façade was completed in 1380 – after the completion of the transept and the building of the east wall, money ran out and the construction of the rest of the c
athedral was abandoned. We toured the six sites and again we were treated to some incredible artwork. Siena rivalled Florence in the arts throughout the 13th and 14th centuries. Some of us found the internal stairwell up to the top of the transept. It was another sunny day - beautiful overhead views of the city - just another great day in Tuscany.
Descending from the top of the Duomo, we walked down steps and narrow city streets to the Piazza del Campo, the town square, which is regarded as one of the most beautiful civic spaces in Europe. A huge open area (Palazzo Pubblico) is surrounded by a long elliptical walkway, shops, restaurants, and the Torre del Mangia, another of Siena's architectural treasures. Twice a year the piazza is famous for the Palio horse race. They throw dirt on the walkway and as is often said in rural Georgia, "let the big dog hunt". The horses and jockeys run a cutthroat race around the Piazza del Campo while the spectators
get hammered on excellent inexpensive Tuscan wine. Guess what? We are hungry and thirsty again. Dog tired from a week of hiking, we decide to have lunch in Siena and head back to Il Castelluccio. We are all looking forward to a wonderful dinner cooked by our bed and breakfast hosts with the addition of an Italian singer to add even more class and ambiance to the affair.
As usual, the lunch was excellent, as was the wine and the company. It was time for my afternoon nap in the back of the van. We got back to Il Castelluccio early and retired poolside for some pre-dinner refreshments - most of us. Marilyn had been a trouper all week, holding her own with the assist of her cane, dragging her bum leg all over Tuscany. She had finally hit a wall. She didn't make it out to the pool - in fact, she didn't make it out of her shoes. She was busy staring at the back of her eyelids taking a well-deserved nap prior to our final dinner in Barbarino. Zac, Maxine, and Marilyn are also leaving tomorrow
All good things must come to an end. Sadly, it was time for our last dinner in Tuscany. But let's not be sad. Let's party! This was a fitting climax to our trip. The whole group settled down to a seven course meal, Tuscan style. It turns out our host is a trained chef. Ahh, the good life - too bad this can't last for more than a week. Adding to an already fantastic dinner was an Italian singer providing background music. She was fantastic and a real pro - so good that her music quickly became foreground music. I don't think they have it, but she could probably win Italian Idol. I don't know why they play American music everywhere you go in Italy. Hearing those love songs in Italian - Amore! She was that good. However the dinner hit another gear when Ken was invited up to the mike and we were treated to his fabulous karaoke rendition of Frank Sinatra's 'I Did it Her Way'. Before this dinner, I didn't realize what talented song stylists Ken and Wanda were. Soon the party broke into song and dance and it was almost like we were back in college. Only now, we were a bunch of old farts - but a bunch of old farts having a good time. This was what the whole week was all about - although there were some young farts sprinkled in with the old farts.
I won't bore you with tales of Saturday and Sunday, because most of it consisted of waiting for trains or planes and travel between Florence and Atlanta. Heartfelt thanks to Manuel and Jane, for without their planning, invitation and hospitality, Anne and I may never have gone on a trip like this. What makes it even better for me is that we were able to enjoy this trip with good friends. There's something unique and special about our class when we can get together after almost forty years and still enjoy each other's company. I'm sure I speak for Anne when I say we will never forget this trip - fantastic. Ciao and La Dolce Vita!
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