We were told by Roy our host (he made us) to go up the mountain as soon as possible otherwise the weather might turn and we wouldn't get great views. By mountain i mean Prato fiorito, i think but i am not a hundred percent certain it was called that.
So on Sunday we ate another humongous breakfast and headed up and up and up (in the car). Feeling the lazy, full and hot is not the best combination when attempting a climb but onwards we went. To be honest we had cheated by driving a fair way up and it was only 40 minutes to the top.
As Karen knew how much hiking i have done this year i don't think she was prepared for all the hoofing and poofing it took for me to get to the top (i blame the heat). Once we reached the top it was amazing! You could see for miles and from every direction the views were fantastic.
We had a wee rest as demonstrated by Karen in the photos above, then headed back down. During the trip down my water leaked in my bag and all over my pants, so it looked liked i pissed myself, of course loads of people decided to appear from nowhere at that moment!
What next? the medieval town of Montefegatesi and the walled city of Lucca.
People always tend to appear when something awkward is happening. :)
ReplyDeleteSure sure, a wee bit of water leaked, sure........
ReplyDeleteYea, what Sarge said. Sure, sure... What a great day Claire and thanks for sharing it with us. Have a great day. :)
ReplyDeleteI can't wait for the next installment!
ReplyDeletePrato!!!....bet you felt like one with wet trousers...LOL
ReplyDeleteclaire honey just admit it when you pee your panties cause as you get older you will do it more and more so start getting used to it! you cute little pisser you!
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'Course you could always do what our "astronut" did and wear adult diapers...(She's the one who drove across country to take out her ex-boyfriend's new honey)
ReplyDeleteI think I'll skip making any comments on the "wet pants" as it looks like everyone else pretty well has that covered.
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