Here's a different, ahem, "perspective" on Italy.
We sort of followed the markets on their weekly schedule around Umbrian and Tuscan towns. There was always fresh fruit and veg, cured meats and cheeses, fish, and live poultry you could have personally neck-wrung in case you wanted a really fresh dinner! These guys were dealing in textiles.
Dinner starts late in Italy and we were there in the winter, so we often had to hang around in a dark vicolo (alley) waiting for the restaurant to open.
I spent an afternoon on a solo recon of this lovely walled town, camera and umbrella in hand.
San Gimignano can be summed up in two words: towers and alleyways.
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Thursday, February 24, 2011
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These girls in Assisi seem to be oblivious to the gruesome carnivorous activity going on beside them.
The old woman in the background twice approached me for spare change -- perhaps all tourists look alike to her -- my Italian was pretty bad but I think it had something to do with helping her son, who by my reckoning must have been in his thirties, certainly old enough to do his own begging.
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