Siena was filled with small mom-and-pop shops, bars (in Italy, a bar is actually where one gets coffee), cozy restaurants. It was delightful just window shopping, observing local life mingling with tourism, and to be honest, in Siena, the lines between the two were blurry to me.
Perhaps this is why I have a soft spot for Siena. It is a world where traditions still live, where people still write by hand, where paper is not in its last gasping breath. Technology has changed our lives exponentially and it is not stopping anytime soon. It is comforting to know that in a world where our cars would be self-driving us in our lifetime, there is still a place like Siena, where life is still lived the way I know it.
|Duomo di Siena|
|Piazza del Campo|