Fresh Air

Sometimes the journey is as much as the destination itself and sometimes more. Randy/Mr.GPS must have read my blog last week or he is really really good at keeping secrets! He cut me off at the pass  and  had plenty of air in the car because it was a convertible and he let me drive the most! For extra mileage it was the modern model of my dream car..... Randy had us cruising  Chianti in a red, Alfa Romeo Spider. The sun was shining, the roads were undulating and seductively curvaceous. Romeo, (so I named the car) was so happy to be out of Firenze's car rental parking garage, that he performed outstandingly!  Randy and I shared the delight of being in control of the wheel, but believe me, my grin was bigger this time, which made my cheeks ache. My biceps definitely got a workout from  going hard into the 'S' turns! Quintessentially perfect days in every conceivable way! Getting out of the city into the fresh awakening of the countryside was invigorating and affirming to us. The roads were empty so we pushed Romeo a little, all the while, taking in the smells of the budding wisteria, the tall stately cypresses scenting the air and the fresh grasses bursting out of their dormancy and announcing aromatically how great it is to be alive and growing!

Montepulciano was still quiet with visitors, so when we walked home from dinner in the evenings - the streets were empty except for the echo of our rhythmic footsteps. As much as we loved the getaway, we knew we had made the right choice to live in Firenze instead of the countryside for the the 3 of us.