Marg whipping up chicken filled with buffalo mozarella and basil, wrapped in prosciutto. |
Predinner nibblies on the terrace |
Jan makes friends in a cafe |
The next morning while Marg was out walking and the rest of the house sleeping, Jan spotted a herd of deer grazing in the field next door. She wanted desperately to tell someone but had to settle with sharing it with God. Since then the deer have been seen twice as well as a cute black squirrel. It’s wonderful to be surrounded by countryside here.
Wednesday we headed for Deruta, the city of ceramics. Our first stop was Senor Tomassini’s factory where we were greeted as old friends. We had emailed to let them know we were returning to Italy . They said they knew we had arrived because they recognised our laughter! Win and Di made a few purchases and we then drove up to the old town and renewed acquaintances with some shopkeepers. We had a delicious lunch at Taverna Gusto before ordering a few beautiful pieces of ceramics from delightful Gabriella.
Lunch at Taverna Gusto - yum! |
Thursday was a great adventure. We met Birgitta at Mr Grumpy’s and she drove us to some thermal springs in Tuscany , near Siena . She thought we might like to go to the factory outlet en route to do a ‘little shopping’. This place was amazing: designer clothes and household goods spread across an acre or two. Three hours later we dragged ourselves away and with a full boot headed to the springs.
We weren’t sure what to expect, but San Giovani Termopolano was amazing! The first pool is around 39 degrees where the water spurts from two scary stone faces. The temperature gradually drops as the water flows down through a series of pools. It felt strange underfoot as the calcium and minerals settle like silt on the bottom. Many people smeared this chalky substance on them for its claimed cleansing and healing properties. We entered the water at 3pm and came out 4 hours later. What a wonderful experience - swimming in bath temperature waters with a back drop of Tuscan hillsides and hilltop villages. Jan decided she was born to be Italian!
Jan enjoys the hot springs from the grumpy faces |
Note ancient hilltop town in the background |
Bathing beauties? |
Finally dragging ourselves away we hit the road again – flying. Birgitta is a confident but FAST driver. When Jan saw the speedo hit 154km per hour she shut her eyes. We mentioned that in Australia we have a speed limit of 110km on our freeways and after a little thought Birgitta said, “So does Italy ”. (Note speedo in photo below.)
Di and Marg rose early yesterday to visit Eremo delle Carceri, the hermitage in the forest of Monte Subasio . It’s hard to describe the tranquillity of this place. Those of you who have been there will understand. We separated to spend time with the Lord. Di has been to Assisi in 2008, but hadn’t seen the other places special to St Francis and St Clare, so we proceeded on to San Damiano, the peaceful convent where Clare lived with the Poor Sisters, then Rivotorto where Francis first camped with his friars. A wedding was about to start in the church. There was the appropriate amount of bling among the guests!
While we were visiting a church in Santa Maria , Marg received a call from Jan asking us to come back immediately. Win has had a lot of pain since bumping her hip a week ago, and decided she needed to see a doctor. We know the emergency department of Assisi hospital – Marg and another friend needed their services in 2010. An x-ray revealed no breaks and so anti-inflammatory medication, pain killers and rest was recommended.
Today was perfect weather for a picnic, so we packed a hamper with cheese, tomato, cold meats, salad, bread (rosemary and tomato foccacia) and wine and headed for Monte Subasio. Delicious food tastes even better in the fresh air.
2 comments:
If you feel a heaviness on your backs, don't worry, it's just me coming along for the amazing ride. I think I need to do the thermal pools again! aaarrrhhh, beautiful. And Jan, you are supposed to find a handsome Italian guy, the one in the cafe is a real 'dog'!!! Keep looking. Enjoy. Love you heaps. Janelle xxx
Hi guys, drool, drool, drool, you will never want to come home...:) Did you turn into prunes after those long baths? I laughed at Jan closing her eyes due to the speeding, she obviously hasn't turned into a true Italian yet! Thinking of you and praying for healing for Win, that her hip won't cramp her style. Enmjyo every minute, God bless, Jan XOX
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