(written 11/4/06 15:53 Greek time, in Náfplio, Greece)
As we really liked our little farmhouse with so much space to ourselves, and we had been rushing so much recently, we decided to spend a second night there, looking in Siena, relaxing and reading, but not having to drive anywhere.
We spent the morning lazing around, making tea on our campstove (not allowed to "cook" in the kitchen - weird) and munching breakfast from our supplies. I did some blogging for a while, while Liz read.
Going to advise them we wanted to stay another night, the funny old couple who presumably owned the place gave me advice on how to catch the bus into town - neither could agree on bus numbers, but they did give me a map showing where they went from so that was good enough for me.
After a while of sitting at the bus stop with a guy idling his truck right in our faces for the entire twenty minutes (don't understand how some people can't give a stuff about either other people or the planet they live on), the bus came and took us into town.
As usual, we were happy just wandering through streets with no set aim. We found an out of the way restaurant Osteria Titti (previously
Permalico) where we enjoyed lunch - easily the best gnocchi I have ever had, and a great osso buco we both had as a main.
Again we went back to the main square Il Campo to enjoy the atmosphere, and through back streets where we got a bit lost.
Back on track, we went into the distinctive Duomo where the exterior white and black segments on the walls is carried over to the inside. We found most interesting the old music books on display in a side room, huge elaborate things which we had never seen the likes of.
Feeling satisfied with what we had seen, we tried to catch bus back to our farmhouse but it went completely the wrong way! It turned around at the end of the line and ended up back in town where we decided to leg it instead. We got off bus at railway and walked the remainder of the way with the GPS as a guide. It turned out to be quite a walk on a rather hot day, but an unexpected way to see the suburbs of the city.
In the evening we had tea and sat around with our sore feet well off the ground.