The Cappella della Madonna di Vitaleta on the road from Pienza to San Quirico d'Orcia

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



207. Baratti Weekend

Well we finally get our weekend at Baratti with our good friends Nadia and Alberto. After many arrangements and cancellations it finally happens.



We drive down on the Saturday morning and meet up on the gorgeous beach at Baratti. Nadia and Alberto's friends are there too, Dario and Roselle and Big Mario. Alberto also has his new 'Flying Dutcman' boat ready to hit the waves. Unfortunately I don't get the chance to go out in it as Alberto and Dario spend nearly 4 hours sailing to Piombino - everybody is worried about them and a search party is dispatched. Luckily they are fine, just having too much fun to notice the time! The weather is perfect and I even manage to listen to the 'Live 8' concert on the radio.



We stay on the beach all day and in the evening we enjoy a fish barbecue up in the pine woods. The sunset over the sea is beautiful and the music is pumping, the wine flowing and we even manage to finish a whole bottle of Lagavulin whisky that I've bought as a present for Alberto! It's a wonderful evening and a return event in September is promised.



We retire to their house in yhe hills of Campiglia where we sleep on their sofa-bed and are woken rather abruptly at 7am by the house martin birds and church bells! We go for breakfast in a really cool pasticeria in Venturina, before hitting the beach again for another perfect day in the sun. Annette even gets the chance to do some windsurfing and manages 50 metres without falling in! All their friends are there again and we get the chance to get to know them a little better. At the end of the day we enjoy a very refreshing watermelon and drive back to Campiglia for dinner, bringing a very enjoyable weekend to a close. We depart at around 10pm for the drive back to Florence.




(Original Journal entry 3/7/05)

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