Twenty-two days of one journey. Day fourteen (early fifteen)
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When you leave a hotel with three, four, better five stars, there is no such dreary sediment in your soul as when you leave starless guest houses, apartments, boarding houses, farmhouses. First of all, you say goodbye to your room, hotel, territory, and it’s unlikely that the remaining residents of the hotel will come out to see you off, bring sgabes in a paper bag and a bottle of homemade wine on the road, which you didn’t raise your hand to take - I saw how it gets, how they grow on steep slopes grapes are like carrying buckets of water to water it. On the fifth day, almost all the villagers (about sixty people) recognized us, greeted us first, the festival "drinking buddies" greeted us with a handshake.
I dragged things into the car, washed the dishes and the floors in the house.
Everything has been put in its place. Called Betty, she came with a dog. . .
. . . who got the remains of a sausage and a cutlet. Betty presented a box with a 5-star Tavriya and a brochure about Kyiv and convincingly said “devi visitare” (“must visit”). At the last minute, the owner and his wife arrived, apologized, went on vacation, to Italy, he says, to Sardinia. He told me where he had already been. To the question “Did you like Italy? ”, answered him with one look, with which they look at abnormal people - he understood everything, he even hit me on the shoulder. In order not to repeat the look and not to get a little above the shoulder, he pointed to the house with his hand - bellissimo posto, tutto bene, grace. He says he will add another room and make a spa with a solarium. speak English,
Italian is better, the main thing is that they understand, and you understand. What same they all good fellows these Italians!
When I booked these places instead of Caldana, I had to “steal” one day from them, so today we say goodbye to Vallekchia. Back to Tuscany. . .
. . . forbidding both the navigator and the smartphone to even think about leaving the autobahn, only through the villages, through the valleys and up the hills.
Who do you consider the most famous and revered Italian in the world? Don't rush, think, I'll wait. Italians discovered America, invented radio, built the most grandiose temples, composed music and songs, play and sing it best of all, discover the rotation of the Earth around the Sun and give their lives for it, make violins and cars, the best fashion designers are also Italians, Marco Polo 700 years ago traveled to Beijing
but I still haven’t bothered, they produce the best washing machines and sanitary ware, the first in the world to produce crystal, they invented Pinocchio himself (Pinocchio) and built the “Casa Deii’Angelo” in Vallecchia. I think that everyone has already determined the most-most for himself, and he turned out to be right. I choose Leonardo da Vinci! Who he was - it is impossible to answer unambiguously, he is a genius in every business. Therefore, 2019 was the year of Leonardo, he has not been with us for 500 years, and therefore we are going to the small Tuscan town of Vinci (Vinci), next to which he was born in a small house, in the middle of the Tuscan hills and valleys.
Booked the Bellavalle ROOMS Vinci Florence Tuscany" apartment for one night for 63 euros with free parking.
The first word in the name means "beautiful valley".
Kitchen:
Common for three numbers,
but no one was ever there.
View of Tuscany from the kitchen:
And the view from the room to the museum-fortress as a bonus for the guests of this hotel:
Cleanliness is everywhere, which is not surprising for us. The middle-aged hostess, smiling, nimble, verbose, but attentive to the guests, showed everything, told, wished and disappeared, we did not disturb her until the very departure.
Castello dei Conti Guidi. . .
. . . which houses a museum and Chiesa di Santa Croce, where Leonardo was baptized, and even a font has been preserved.
We took two tickets to see the entire exhibition, including Leonardo's house, which we will visit tomorrow, for 32 euros.
Slender boy with a knife - David. . .
. . . cutting off the head of Goliath, as a result of which he became the king of Israel, they fought for this, nothing personal. The author of the sculpture Andrea Verrochio is Leonardo's teacher. They say that Leonardo posed, of course, for the image of David.
If I'm not mistaken, the entire exposition of the museum is divided into three parts, but for me it was combined into one whole, creating the image of a genius, an inquisitive fidget and a workaholic plus knowledge. Anatomist, botanist, geologist, aerodynamicist, hydrodynamicist (colleague), military man, doctor, mathematician, mechanic (colleague), jeweler, chemist, winemaker, astronomer, sculptor, architect, artist, philosopher, writer, teacher - nothing more. Most likely missed something. With all this, he was a humorous and cheerful person.
Imagine how many inventions, creations in these areas he created.
Let's see the tiny part of them that we managed to capture, starting with human anatomy:
Understanding their purpose is difficult and not accessible to everyone, but they are prototypes of modern complex mechanisms:
Not every modern engineer will be able to calculate the mechanisms created more than five hundred years ago.
A laser beam passing through this diamond creates a spatial hologram:
Music is playing - unusually, beautifully. The museum also has real drawings and books created by him:
We walked along the ancient streets of the castle.
In the castle wall there is housing. I climbed to the top platform of the castle tower.
You can look at this endlessly, learn the secrets of our existence (tradition), if you are not hungry. In Piazza Guido Massi (Vinci's first mayor). . .
. . . there is such a wooden sphere with the famous Vitruvian Man:
Locals use Leonardo's creations wherever they can:
What do you think is behind these doors?
The town is cozy and well-groomed.
There are few tourists, there are a lot of cafes, everything is colorful, delicious. I didn’t have time to put the camera on alert, like a calzone...
. . . was broken and bitten, originally shaped like pants. Well, for Leonardo! I have some wine, my wife - beer.
The next day we went to the recreated house where Leonardo was born and lived until the age of 14.
The exposition is small. A hologram of Leonardo walks in one of the rooms. . .
. . . and says something in English.
Original family coat of arms:
You can walk, look, admire. For knowledge, no.
“On the road” aphorism from the great Italian is a good reminder to everyone:
A lizard (there are a lot of them everywhere), afraid of nothing and no one.
According to the guard, these trees. . .
. . . we saw Leonardo (olive trees bear fruit up to one and a half thousand years), I believed, and with her permission I took this branch with berries to Kyiv:
That's it, let's go, we need to be at the Roman gates of Florence by two o'clock, and it's already half past eleven and the navigator has something in mind in the morning.
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