Today started with us just hanging out @ the cafe/bar having expressos (Italian's are great @ those) and Cafe Lattes (I am learning that if you just say Latte they don't know what you're talking about- maybe they think you're just asking for milk?). So we got through a lot of 'to dos' like emailing and checking our train/bus/plane connections. So after a fantastic sandwich (Salami, cheese and mushroom sauce), we boarded the busabout bus towards Florence.
The trip was a short one, but it took longer cause of traffic or something (side not I have my jacket on me, cause in Siena it's cold and wet, but in Florence the sun is out for a game of fooseball or something.)
. So we get in almost 30mins late and because of this no one could we really give us any assistance to get to the trainstation, for us to get to Dona to take us to the farm( Dona is our WWOOF-ing mum). So eventfully we arrive down @ the station & realise that we don't have a ticket to the regional station we have to get to (The station: Vaglia we have to get to is the distance from Florence that Bankstown is from Central in Sydney) counts as a regional train. We couldn't figure out how to buy a ticket, a info girl came up to us, she didn't know how to help us, thusly she sent us to wait in the info line, he told us where to catch the train from, So we went to buy a ticket from the ticket machine, but all those tickets were sold out. We went to ask the info girl where we get tickets, the suggestion she gave us was go to the intercity ticket office line. Renee went and waited in that line, we felt that maybe I should hedge our bets and went looking for the bus connection (remember it's sunny and I'm wearing my hiking pack on my back, my backpack on my front, and I'm still in my thick orange jumper, and the sun is out for all to see, temp 27degrees). This connection was not found, but a newsagent which was selling tix to regional stops was found, we got our tix, ran like madman to platform 17 (the furthest platform away from everything). Got on the train with 3mins left, panting, a little unsure if we got the correct train. We tried to find a map to tell us which way we were going and if this was indeed the right stop, sadly no such maps could be found (even though they had 2 different maps on the two walls of the train), and then when were looking out the window to find the name of the station the station signs were nowhere to be seen
. Luckily we can rely on the kindness of strangers, who told us when we should get off.
We got off @ that stop, and were a little hesistant... that was until we met our WWOOFing buddy Vinnie and went to our farm. Our farm is in a beautiful, we found this out as we had a tour of the farm, whilst we were giving all the stock the night time feed. This stock includes: Chicken, Sheep, cows, fruit trees(apples, pears, plums and apricots) and all manner of vegetables (I can remember onions and potatoes). After stock there is also 7 cats, 3dogs, 1 peacock and I view you could sell to a puzzle company.
We then had wonderous meal of organic homegrown/cooked eats of pasta Pomodore (with home grown tomatoes), this great porkchop thing which is a speciality of the region(I forgot what it was called, so dad you research what it is and then practice making it, so I can have it again when I get back... not to demanding right?) & a lovely green salad.
Then after a killer day of travel and beauty (sights and taste), we went to sleep to have our first day of farm life tomorrow for the trip,
Peace in the middle east,
I actually thought today I wouldn't need to write a blog as we wern't leaving for the farm tilll 1:30, so with travel time and I guess dinner, I thought this would be a boring short entry of a day. I was indeed incorrect.