San JimmyJano, JohnRH called it in a comment to my Tuesday’s post, and I find it hilarious. Here it is, my first time in this small but highly touristy Tuscan town this September.
When uncle and bestia and I went on our first autumn daytrip, I chose this famous multi-tower town on purpose as our final destination of the day. I counted on some lovely light and that was had, as was a gelato in one of the world-record boasting gelaterias in town with the longest queue.
But after months of seclusion throngs of people felt wrong and the multitude of tourist shops like the worst kind of trap. I realise now that my camera did well to stay away from all that.
We moved quickly through the town. I was shooting doors from the hip but only those that really deserved it, that’s why there will be only one Thursday Doors post from here. A dog belonging to an artist painting in a park followed us and bestia did not approve of his company, so we had to get out of there even though it was pretty.
As we exited the walled-in town, there was the prettiest fountain and cold water was just what we needed, all three of us. Find it here, in my previous post with more glimpses of art from this beautiful but rather artificial town. Today, just doors and some of the towers. Welcome to San JimmyJano!
This day in my blogging history
The poem Rugged life is quite hilarious:
My life is so rugged right now.
These 30 degrees C
are ruining my winter prep. (Read on)
A compilation of not really monochrome images because I rebel.