Spent Sunday doing what everybody else does on Sundays: I enjoyed a passegiata in the city.
Siena
I arrived today. I was dragging my suitcase along the stone street and I immediately remembered being here with my mom in 1986. Italy does that to you. Memories flood your brain and you start to wonder, "Why did I leave?" I looked to the left and, through and archway, I saw the wonderful Piazza …
Took a hiking trip this summer.
And I will soon be taking another one.
1cannolo, 2cannoli 