All of us convoy to Siena, a lengthy drive.
Forced to park at the Stazione di Treni,
I repeat and repeat, take the bus.
Finally everyone listens, and we do,
Grinding slowly to the centro storico.
Amidst hordes of turistici, we wade through
the narrow streets,
Clamber up the steep stairs to Santa Caterina,
Wait in line in the hot sun to enter
Into a dark nave with magnificent art treasures
And view the fabulous frescos in
the Piccolomini Library.
We find a dark, cool cave to have a leisurely lunch:
Antipasto, zuppe pomodoro, tagliatelle con
funghi porcini.
Then explore the vast outdoor mall on the Via Citta,
Buying crosses, earrings, souvenirs.
Rendezvous in the Piazza del Campo, home to the
famous horse race.
Thousands are here, in various disarray.
The Principessa insists on climbing the tower,
Thus delaying our departure for an hour.
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