I can only imagine how fantastic it must be to hang around in Siena at the Piazza del Campo while the horses race through the streets. We happen to be down in the center of town during a Sunday afternoon brief summer parade. Not quite sure what was going on other than the local folks put on quite a display marching around the city with drums pounding and flags waving.
It was invigorating to hear the booming compound from rooftop to column through the cobblestone streets. The rain paused for a moment that day while everyone seemed to be enjoying a burratta and prosecco in the cafes.
With the brief respite of the sun, we were able to wander quite far through the town and past several of their major church landmarks. It’s amazing how many religious icons, fantastic architecture, amazing sculptures, paintings, famous cuisine and fantastic bottles of wine Italy can jam into the most unassuming small spaces.