We began today as usual with breakfast in the hotel. After checking out, we sat in the solarium to wait for the other walkers to show up. Joanna Walsh was the first we met, and were joined by Claire Fund and Glenn Lesses from Charleston SC. Soon thereafter Marisa and Guillermo Escobar, Ana Rodriguez and Juan Jaramillo, Maria Rodriguez and Santiago (Pocho) De Angulo, all from Bogata, Columbia introduced themselves as our guides Angelica Turi and Gianni Stanghellini herded us into the garden of the hotel for the pre-tour briefing.
We walked up the hill from the hotel through a park to the Via di San Leonardo where we walked along narrow lanes, dodging the occasional car to the restaurant for lunch. The dining room was downstairs with a patio that looked over the countryside. For lunch I had a carpaccio of zucchini with shaved parmesian and olive oil, and penne with meat sauce. Chianti was served in abundance, along with water both naturale and frizzante, and Tuscan bread (which is made without salt, much to Jonathan’s approval). Jonathan and I both enjoyed the zucchini carpaccio and figure it should be fairly easy to reproduce – the zucchini should be young and firm to be successful.
Fiesole, nestled in the saddle is the Etruscan hill town that was the predecessor to Firenze (Florence).
We retraced our steps for a bit before continuing our circum-perambulation of the old fort, which also houses Chiesa di San Miniato al Monte. We took a few minutes to examine the interior of the church which has some amazing mosaics. From there we boarded the bus and headed to San Gimignano.
I first thought these were grapes, but the leaves are the wrong shape - looks like a holly of some sort.
As one expects, the countryside is rolling hills, some industry but mostly agricultural where the land is cleared and forest otherwise. As with the plains around Ferrara and Ravenna, there was no pastureland to speak of. Angelica told me later that most of the livestock farming takes place south of Siena. The bus dropped us off at a parking lot below San Gimignano and we walked up to the hotel, while our bags were loaded on the hotel’s minivan to be brought up (and arrived before we did).
We met up at ~1900 for an aperitif at a local bar overlooking a square in town where we sampled the local white wine, Vernaccia, and an assortment of bruschetta. From there we returned to the hotel restaurant where I started off with an antipasto featuring marinated vegetables (zucchini, asparagus, and artichokes), followed by ossobucco alla Toscana con fagiolini verdi stufati (veal shank “alla Toscana” with braised green beans). There was wine a-plenty and for dessert panna cotta with strawberry sauce.