We woke at an ungodly hour to go to Tuscany. We visited Siena, a tuscan butcher, and a beautiful farm where we were treated to an italian barbeque with sausages and meat from the butcher we had visited. We sat at long tables and ate and ate and drank wine (frizzante, of course) and grappa and homemade limoncello. The best part of the night was the traditional Tuscan dancers and singers. Everyone sang and danced and drank. It was by far my favourite night in Italy. I will never forget it. Under the tuscan sky, dancing and laughing, eating and drinking. Just unbelievable.