Travels with GG

Treppignana, Toscana

A short hike from I'll Ciocco, no map, but a set of written directions. Debating between the well worn path and the shortcut behind the tree stump, we decided on the short cut which led us to the sleepy hamlet of Treppignana. The only sign of habitation - freshly washed laundry drying in the Tuscan sun.
Walking up the narrow streets making unexpected turns we felt we were intruders in this quiet village. A red vespa parked against a window, shutters closed for the afternoon siesta, completed the picture of a lazy Tuscan afternoon. My attempt to capture the scene on film (okay, digitally) resulted in angry looks from a grey haired septugenerian who appeared out of nowhere, pretending to check on the drying laundry.
It was perfect!