Perhaps the only thing missing in these past two weeks were a big cruise ship, Leonardo DiCaprio screaming “I’m the King of the world” and of course my husband (long story, all Carnival Cruise lines fault).
My sister and I met up in the small village of Montefollonico, Tuscany. It took me two days, three trains, two buses and a taxi to get there from Genoa, Italy and my sister took a train from Rome, a rental car from Florence, and a taxi from Torrita di Siena. They spent 5 hours driving from Florence (It’s only supposed to be an hour by car) through the Tuscan country side each time missing the cut-off road between Montepulciano and Torrita di Siena. Finally, after much frustration I called them a taxi and he met them at the Torrita di Siena train station and then led their car to the winding dirt road that went up to Montefollonico.
It was a good thing that I had wine in the fridge chilling and that the Tower at our rental apartment had spectacular views!