Regan's Secret Mission

So today we decided to consult our fifth and most distingusighed member of our traveling party, the very much dead former President Regan. While he enjoyed the sights and sounds of dear Firenze he desired more, much more. Therefore after a brief brainstorming session, a plan was hatched! It was off to Siena, a mythical place that many of our dear friends ha once happened upon.

The bus ride was largely uneventful but the countryside was quite beautiful. As soon as we arrived at the Siena bus station we ran into a problem common to this trip. We did not know where we were. But after a quick trip to an authentic Siena gift shop we were off, Regan included. Instead of eating out for lunch we went to a supermarket and purchased the materials for a fantiastic picnic: mozzarela, tomatoes, and bread. The setting of this picnic was the majestic Campo. Regan had not seen something so awe inspiring since the Berlin Wall had fallen many years before. Our picnic was very messy but delicious and many pictures were taken in the Campo.

After lunch, we went to the Duomo to see yet another church. It was really quite the sight. There were scary German tour guides who shouted when tourists used flash on their cameras. Another tour guide showed us her happy and sad face to illustrate what had been lacking in church sculptures in Italy up till the creation of the Duomo: emotion. I was touched by her commitment to the craft that is guiding tours.

We wandered around the streets of Siena and thought that the cool cantratas. You see Siena is seperated into 17 different districts which each have their our government and symbol, be it bear or fish, and once a year they compete in a race to see who is top dog. It was like the seperate houses of Hogwarts, everyone in Hogwarts are all classmates but they also have a loyalty to their respective houses, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, etc. Everyone in Sienna is Siennese but they each have their own gangs.

Finally we went on top of the Piazza Pubblico which was friggen 7 euros. But it was worth the money. Buttttttt, the climb to the top was really physical and scary. I mean we climbed St. Peter's Basillica which was 500 steps but this was equally as stressful. When we finally conquered the steps like Regan how conquered Communism, the view was simply amazing.

However like all good things our trip in Sienna had to end so with heavy hearts we bid farewell to the town that had given us all so many great memories. I'm sure Regan will always treasure every second he was there even though he may not remember it tommorow considering he suffers from debilitating Alzehiemers.

Ciao Bella