Things I saw Round 2…KYakich

There is so much to see in Italy that it is impossible to capture all of it. A picture does not do anything justice because the creations I was able to see with my naked eye and the small details that come along with all of the different pieces of artwork, are not the same in just a picture.  Both top pictures are from the winery.  Here we learned about the Chianti wine and the history behind it.  Wine culturally is something that is very important to Italians, and how the wine is made.  For this specific winery, harvesting had to be done by hand.  In 1842 the family turned the old dungeons into the cellar where the wine is held in barrels.  They do all of the harvesting and hand picking in 25 days!  One of the main things that I found interesting was that our taste buds can change constantly as to what we prefer and do not prefer, meaning that in some point in our lives we may like a sweeter wine, but years later we could prefer a dryer wine.

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Things I Saw-Buccilli (2)

Above are two things that I saw while on the second half of the trip. The first picture is the shields that were painted on the wall of the Count Guidi Castle. We found out that represented each of the families that had lived in the castle or at one time owned part of it. I enjoyed looking at them because each shield is different and thus represents a different family. For myself, these shields represented more than just who was a part of them but also the idea that so many people had passed through this castle, and even now, including myself. They are yet again another representation of the time that I had spent there, experiencing so many different aspects of what the country had to offer. The second picture was the view from my window while we were staying in Poppi (although my picture does not do any justice what so ever for how beautiful the countryside actually was). At this point, we had been traveling mainly to just cities and the booming life of noise and new faces. So, it was definitely a new breath of fresh air when we arrived in Poppi. The stillness was just as overwhelming as the fast life of an Italian city, but it offered me many moments of reflection which I had been looking forward to having.

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