Wednesday: Laura and Mike arrived in Florence by train and it was such a welcome relief to have then in Florence! The entire drive from Genova to Florence I was driving and Josh was on conference calls... I couldn't do anything but watch the road. I didn't have anyone to talk to and I wasn't even able to listen to the radio! Not exactly the most exciting drive. Even though it was beautiful, it felt like the drive up to Detroit Lakes. I was so happy to see them! We drove out to our B&B (Villa Murray) and went out to dinner.
I have to tell you about the drive to Villa Murray! The villa is only about 10 minutes south of Florence, but somehow we took a wrong a turn. Tutti (the GPS) said to go right... but Josh told me to go left. Well, I couldn't decide because Tutti is not always right, so at the last minute I went left and followed Josh's instructions. This was not the best idea! We ended up going through an old mideival town and the buildings were so close that the car barely fit between them!!! When driving through the town you honk your horn so people coming the other direction know to wait for you. We had to tuck in the side view mirrors and Mike had to walk in front of the car directing me because the road was so tight. The parking assist on the Opel was going nuts! Seriously, we had about an inch of clearance on either side of the car at one point! This was not a happy time for me and I had a minor break down because I didn't want to ruin the rental car. Luckily, we got through it without any scrapes :)
|Marco at Cinque di Vino|
Once we got to the driveway for the villa we realized it was a poorly kept gravel road that is a switchback... There were lots of bumps and hairpin turns, and I had to gun it a couple of times to get around those turns! If anyone was standing behind the car I'm sure they would have been sprayed with gravel! By the time we arrived I needed a cocktail! My nerves were pretty shot.
|seriously- the steak was amazing!|
|the second bottle...|
Next stop: Montereggioni, Siena, and some wine tasting