After Siena, we walk back to the bus for a drive to San Gimignano, but first go to a farmhouse for lunch. This one is so much better than the previous day. The food was delicious and original, and the farmhouse was old and authentic. They supply wine, red and white, for all of us, and everyone is happy. They have a little store that you can buy wine etc. It was so crowded I didn't go in, but I wished I would of. I forgot we could buy wine and no corkage fee. Anyways, when we were done, we drove to San Gimignano, which is only about a mile away, another beautiful medieval village.
San Gimignano is an Italian hill town in Tuscany, southwest of Florence. Encircled by 13th-century walls, its old town centers on Piazza della Cisterna, a triangular square lined with medieval houses. It has a skyline of medieval towers, including the stone Torre Grossa. The Duomo di San Gimignano is a 12th-century church with frescoes by Ghirlandaio in its Santa Fina Chapel.
At this time, we really want wifi, and it's really hot. So we head up the main street, turn left and ... wha-la. A bar/restaurant with free wifi. Hubby gets beer, and I get a gingerino. But this one is small so I have to savor it. I check in with family, post a quick pic and we head up to the main square. Our guide told us the best gelato was at the top, and you know it when you see it because there will be a long line. And yes there was a long line that we didn't want to wait in because we only had an hour and 15 minutes. So we took some more photos and wandered back down the hill. Bought a few souvies, and by the time we met our guide, I was so dehydrated.
I walked into a little store/bar to get water, but when I saw the frozen granita, I went for that. I remember feeling my dry throat like in the movies and felt like I was going to pass out, and this little cute, old Italian lady was slowly mixing and making this granita. Painfully slow and deliberately, more ice, more juice, mixing with the spoon. I felt like I was watching in slow motion. I'm thinking, I don't even need the flavor, just the ice. And then finally.......completion! A lemon granita was just what I needed and could feel it going down my throat. It was needed for the hot walk down the hill. Ice never felt so good.
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