In 2001 I came to live in Italy. I had some fun, wrote a journal and this is the blog of my story...
"Tuscany is a state of grace. The countryside is so lovingly designed that the eye sweeps the mountains and valleys without stumbling over a single stone. The lilt of the rolling green hills, the upsurging cypresses, the terraces sculptured by generations that have handled the rocks with skillful tenderness, the fields geometrically juxtaposed as though drawn by a draughtsman for beauty as well as productivity; the battlements of castles on the hills, their tall towers standing grey-blue and golden tan among the forest of trees, the air of such clarity that every sod of earth stands out in such dazzling detail. The fields ripening with barley and oats, beans and beets. The grape-heavy vines espaliered between the horizontal branches of silver-green olive trees, composing orchards of webbed design, rich in intimation of wine, olive oil and lacy-leaf poetry. Tuscany untied the knots in a man's intestines, wiped out the ills of the world. Italy is the garden of Europe, Tuscany is the garden of Italy, Florence is the flower of Tuscany." Irving Stone from my favourite book " The Agony and the Ecstacy" A fictional biography of Michelangelo
40. Marina di Carrara
Sunday, and we've been invited by friends to the beach at Marina di Carrara. Now I've heard of the Carrara mountains. It's where the marble for Michelangelo's 'David' and thousands of other famous sculptures come from. Huge, white peaks dominating the Appuan Alps, the most North Westerly part of Tuscany, right on the Ligurian border. The beach I didn't know about... The drive is about an hour and a half up the Tuscan coast and is taken today in sweltering heat. About the only thing you can do at the moment is imerse yourself in water!
Our friends know some other friends here who have rented a place on the beach for the whole summer. We enjoy a refreshing swim in the cool clear sea and install ourselves on the golden sands, where we can admire all the slender bronzed beauties... and that's just the men! The setting is almost surreal with these enormous white behemoths emerging in the background, appearing to be covered with snow!
After a very relaxing day we drive back to Chianti and are too tired to cook, so we decide to check out yet another new restaurant, San Martino on the Chiantigiana, just outside Impruneta. It's a hot and sticky night and the large garden is packed. We are on a table next to an old, fat guy and his rather younger, more beautiful date! The food as ever is impeccable.
(Original journal entry 21/6/02)
http://www.ristorantepescefirenze-sanmartino.com/index.html
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