The Vatican today, then on to the agriturismo outside of Tavernalle. At first, while we were in line at the Vatican, I was thinking about how I'd love to bring Grandma Mary here and take her to this Holy place.
|We got there early enough we were toward the front-ish of the line.|
|Saint Peter's Square|
|Once we got inside, the artwork was stunning.|
|Orion holds a special place in my heart.|
We weren't allowed to take pictures while in the Sistine Chapel, so I didn't get any. (However, within a day or so of our visit, someone did take pictures and practically caused a riot, which caused the chapel to be closed to tourist for the remainder of the day.)
On our walk back to the hotel to pick up our bags to move on, we passed a gun shop. It made me smile.
The hotel had a cute little elevator that we didn't often use (remember, 102 stairs to our floor), but on our last day, we got the guts to trust it.
|It was almost big enough for both me and Robs.|
The rest of us loaded up into the two rental cars - Imports! Ford Focus station wagons - and headed north.
|Squid and Mrs Squid|
|Travel halfway across to world to ride in a FORD!|
|See that long crack in the building? It's shifting and falling.|
|Mrs Squid is like Dr. Doolittle, she can find animals anywhere and they love her!|
|Can you believe views like this actually exist?!|
The group wanted to stop in a cheese shop. I was game, but after a few minutes, the smell of the curing sausages and cheese was almost too much for me to bear. But those folks I travel with? Yeah, they'll put anything in their mouths.
|None for me, thank you.|
|Can you believe this beautiful place was our HOME for a few days?|
|Since we traveled during shoulder season, we had the place to ourselves.|
We had dinner scheduled for 7:30 pm, but had to push it back because the train wasn't due in until 8:20. So Squid and Mrs Squid ran to the train station in Siena to pick up Brandy and Justin and came back without them. For some reason they weren't there. We sat down to eat at 9:00 and got a call not 15 minutes later that they would be in at 11:30 pm. Yikes! Needless to say, no one was very happy about having to drive another hour round trip to pick them up. Squid and a co-pilot made the trip after dinner and came back with not only Brandi and Justin, but ALL OF OUR BAGS! Justin found ours as a fluke ~ they were walking through a terminal and saw our bags in an "unclaimed" pile. The terminal wasn't even where they were supposed to be delivered! No wonder no one could find them.
I had convinced myself that I wouldn't see my bag for the rest of the trip and was okay with that. But ... it felt so good to climb into my own machine-washed clothes. I'd never been so happy to see a 50# backpack in my life!