For three and a half days I was in Siena. Well, I stayed in Siena, but I spent most of my time in a former monastery about twenty minutes outside the town.
I brought all my running gear with me, determined to get a run in since I hadn’t hit the pavement since Sunday. Finally, on the morning of the last day of the conference, I crawled my sorry self out of my warm bed and actually managed to get a short two mile run in.
The streets of Siena are entirely paved with stone (though there the slabs are much broader than the ones in Rome), so I’m glad I made it a short run as my knees were twinging towards the end. I ran from my accommodation near the church of Santa Maria dei Servi to the Campo, running six laps around the piazza before returning home. It was a beautiful cool morning and I had the area almost totally to myself except for a woman walking her dog. Oh, and the ten-person garbage crew cleaning up the remnants of Friday night’s revelry. At least I provided them some entertainment.
Here are some photos of Siena and the monastery. Enjoy.
In Friday’s mini-post, I was a bit pre-mature with stating that my colon was no longer angry with me. Apparently that was just a temporary cease-fire agreement. The battle continues with my colon using explosives-fuelled
Hope you all have a great week. Catch up with you when I can.
P.S. – Out of curiosity, is anyone a master at Photoshop and have some spare time on their hands? If so, could you contact me via email? I have a request to make of you for which I will of course provide compensation.