I’m now back in my adopted Italian home, Siena. Over the last three days, I’ve been wished “Ben tornata!” a number of times by smiling friends and acquaintances. Good thing, too! Because I’d be just a little displeased if I wasn’t “welcome back” in this glorious city, since I’m going to be here for the next few months…
And “Ben tornati” to you too, readers, for coming back and checking out Not Just Another “Dolce Vita” since I’ve sort of been on hiatus for the last couple weeks. Now that I’m back in Italy, I can assure you that my posts will be frequent and flavourful.
I’m happy to report that Siena and its inhabitants have offered me up a pretty warm welcome. Apart from the actual warmth of this city, temperature wise, people that I met and spent time with last summer have greeted me smiling and with open arms, giving a hug and two cheek kisses to la canadese (the Canadian).
The city is filled with tourists and travelers a-plenty, bustling to see the sights, taste the panforte, and get back on the bus for the rest of their tour. The locals, on the other hand, are busy preparing for Il Palio – a horse race that dates back to the middle ages, that is the life of this city for the entire year. Think Superbowl times a million, and you’ve got Il Palio. Siena is alive and buzzing, and I’m happy to be in the midst of it all.