Nestled between the renowned Italian cities of Florence and Rome sits the pretty hilltown of Montepulciano.
The gloomy morning rain dribbled off when we arrived, leaving us with perfect weather meant for strolling about such a charming medieval town.
Montepulciano, Siena, Tuscany, Italy | 16 Aug 2015
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Wine from this region isn’t just a local favourite, but is highly regarded in all of Italy and the world.
Wine and Dine
Many of the restaurant entryways in Montepulciano are cavern like in appearance, but take a quick peek and you will find green gardens within the dining interior.
The Renaissance Remains of Sant’ Agostino Church
“Sometimes I think we’re alone in the universe, and sometimes I think we’re not. In either case the idea is quite staggering.” – Arthur C. Clarke
Crossroads at Montepulciano
Faced with an array of directory signs and street names; to go up or down this little hill town?
Fill Those Feet with Life!
“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” – Henry Miller
Taking in the Rolling Scenery of Hills and Fields
“How simple it is to see that we can only be happy now, and there will never be a time when it is not now.” – Gerald Jampolsky
The Foreigner
“There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.” – Robert Louis Stevenson
The Curious Canine
Observing the humans scuttling by with much interest, from its front row balcony seat facing the main street.
Paint-Cracked Buildings, Flowers and a Pretty Sky
Loved the old buildings full of soul, the potted plants bursting with colour at every balcony, against the backdrop of a bright Italian summer sky.
Gelato: Compulsory Strolling Accessory
Creamy gelato, happy children and lazy strolls.
Memories of the Rolling Tuscan Landscape
“Wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow.” – Anita Desai
Through the Looking Glass
Watching other people watch us go by.
In Spite of it All
“Never say there is nothing beautiful in the world anymore. There is always something to make you wonder in the shape of a tree, the trembling of a leaf.” – Albert Schweitzer
