Siena is this delightful renaissance city, very medieval. I LOVE this city. It is clean and quaint. You just feel safe walking down the cobble stone streets with the old buildings. I am obsessed with this city. It is so beautiful. I really would move and live in this city (I just might). Our program director informed us that they have a semester long program stationed in Siena. I'm seriously debating doing that program but buying a one-way ticket. I really want to live in Siena, it calls my name.
Since we just stopped by (I know, I would rather stay a few nights in Siena and wander the streets) we did a quick tour around the cooking school we were going to eat dinner at. We actually had no idea we were going to be treated to a real Tuscany dinner. We had four courses of deliciousness!
First, and you'd better be sitting mom, we had bruscetta with mushrooms. And it was amazing, I gobbled it all up. I gobbled so fast that I forgot to take a picture of it. Mom, if you made bruscetta with mushrooms like this, I'd eat mushrooms everyday. Unfortunately the cooking school doesn't give out their recipes. How cool is it that we had an authentic Tuscan dinner?
Next we had ravioli, which was delicious and it hit the spot. I've been craving pasta since we got into Italy.
Next we had our main course, turkey with potatoes. For those who know me, you should know how I feel about potatoes.
Last, we had panacotti with fruit. I ate everything off my plate, I'm super full.
And the best part about this school: they take interns from the US, and guess what I found:
The University of Utah. Represent. Take that you Provians. And please notice my new cute Prada bag.
View from the school.
Sadly, we have to drive to Florence. I had to leave my city that I will one day live in. We're on the bus again, goofing off. Kyra has a talent of being a Who. I love her. We also have new additions to our family. Ha ha ha
I've tried to get a picture of the landscape here. It's really hard to get because we're driving pretty fast. It's a little humerous because we're trying to take pictures when there's breaks in the trees. It's very foresty here, it kind if reminds me of the mountains in Utah.
Best I could do.
We also play this game where you hold your breath through the tunnels. Apparently if you mini-hyperventilate before (oxgenating a lot before you hold your breath) you can hold your breath longer. Yep we're four years old. But super bored on the bus.
It's an hour to Florence.
We're here! Walking to our hotel we have always had an experience getting to the hotel. This time we walked a half mile, on cobblely roads, through the shopping district, while everyone looked at us like freaks. The hotel lobby starts on the fourth floor of the building. And then Melanie, Michelle, Kyra, and I had to trek down these windy/small corridors, up another flight of stairs, wind again, then found our hotel room.
In most of the hotels there is something unique that sets each one apart. Istanbul was pretty normal, it had amazing breakfast Hotel Skor (Kudasi) had a towel for linens, the creepy shower, and potential bed bugs. Patmos had the cubical shower. Santorini the hard to find confusing rooms/amazing view and pool. Athens the lame-sauce Internet. Rome the bidet. And now we have:
The rug and tablecloth for linens. Thank you Kyra for being my model. Not to mention that this hotel starts on the fourth floor with one of those European two-man elevators. Ha ha ha. I lugged my luggage because I'm not patient enough to wait (and I pack light) but it took at least a half hour to get everyone to the lobby. I love this study abroad, it's hilarious.
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Location:Siena, Italy
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