
This day in Siena, we slept in a bit. There was no particular plan
in place—at least not until later when we were due to eat dinner at a
winery/farm/hotel. After breakfast we decided to walk again to the Basilica in
the Piazza San Dominica where Saint Catherine’s sanctuary was. Somewhere there
was supposed to be the house where she grew up and Bob’s brother hadn’t seen
the relics (Catherine's head and thumb) yet and was curious.

A stop for coffee and then we decided to try to find the house of Saint Catherine. We ended up at the sanctuary again and Bob went into the gift shop to ask where the house was. It turned out we were in it. The sanctuary was where the kitchen had been and her bed chamber was below it where now there was a chapel.

There were a lot of souvenir shops that featured University of
Siena shirts and I didn’t realize how close we were to it until we decided to
find the portal into the city we had seen the day before on our excursion to San Gimignano when we returned. It had an unusual old gate
in it. As we walked to where we thought it was, we noticed lots of students,
many with musical instruments in cases near some buildings that we identified
as the music department of the university.

I should know better than to try to recreate the memory of a
previous trip. It was just that I loved the excursion we had taken a few years
ago to Tuscany when we had a lovely lunch at a farm/bed & breakfast. The
MyTours brochure from Siena had no lunches but featured a candlelight dinner in
a vineyard. Okay, I said. Not the lunch I wanted but I could go with that. Then
they said, well, it’s too cold for dinner outside so it will be in the
restaurant at the winery. They assured our guys that it would be very nice and
I gave in.

We met our driver again and continued on to the place for dinner. During our ride we learned of the black rooster, the symbol of the Chianti district and the logo that can only go on bottles of wine made in the Chianti district. Legend has it that back in medieval times Florence and Siena were always fighting over territory. To end the dispute over who would own a large piece of land between the two cities it was decided that they would each send out a horseman at the break of dawn when the rooster crowed and wherever they would meet would determine the border and who owned what.

I’m sure the hotel and restaurant would have been very picturesque if we could have seen it
during the day. The hotel is called Casafrassi and is in the middle of a vineyard. As we passed by part of the vineyard, our driver pointed out where we would have had dinner if the weather was not so cold. And dinner in the restaurant was good but nothing really special. The company was
fun though. Two more couples (one who lives ten minutes down the road from us
at home) and a delightful young woman from Kent in the UK made it an entertaining evening.
It was a late evening though. We ate too much and were pretty miserable
that night. Note to self: keep the memories as memories and don’t try to
recreate them.
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