Il Borro and Siena, Italy

I woke up and my mom told me we were going to go get breakfast. I was excited. This was going to be the best breakfast since Rome (we have been eating really light breakfasts in Tuscany). We ate breakfast and I remembered I was going horseback riding! My dad was going too. Il Borro has horses you can ride. My dad's horse was a palamino. She was 23 years old but she was super spunky. Her name was Blondie. My horse we don't know her age or her name but we know she was an ex-polo player. We went on a trail ride with a guy name Masamilliano. He was sort of like our guide. We rode all over Il Borro. When we got back my mom and my brother picked us up and we went back to our farm house to freshen up. Then we headed for Siena.

When going to Siena there were lots of windy roads (worse than the grapevine in California) that made my whole family feel sick. We finally got to Siena. We went  to Piazza Del Campo.We sat there for a while then we went to get gelato. I got melon.

Piazza Del Campo

After that we got into our car and drove to Nonna's house. Nonna means grandmother in Italian. She had some people over and was teaching us how to make gnocchi and pasta (along with my family). We made the pasta on her wooden table and ate there too. She had made Ragu sauce earlier and she mixed it with the pasta. It was really good! We said goodbye and headed back for Il Borro.

We got back and wanted to watch tv. In Italy The tv is called a telefunken ( pronounced tele- fun- kin. I think.) We gave up after 198 Italian channels. My brother laidd down on the bed for two seconds and the fell dead asleep ( he's a REALLY heavy sleeper!) I played my itouch for a few minutes and then turned off the lights.

Nonna Ciana