What a beautiful city! After its loss of
power to rival Florence during the 13th century, and a devastating
plague that wiped out two thirds of its citizens, Siena became one of those
cities locked in time – in this case a Medieval hilltop city with a great deal
of its gothic heritage still intact. You cannot look around anywhere without
spying an ancient pointed arch window, a decorative bronze hitching post, some
old carved cornerstone that has stood there for hundreds of years. It is like
an organic growth, with new structures propping up the old, trendy shops within
ancient stone facades and mysterious bricked in doors, boarded-up basements and
tacked-on roof-top rooms that I’m sure have their own stories to tell.
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Always look up - cornices in Siena's oldest pharmacy |
Siena’s museums, churches and palazzos are
rich in the iconography of pre-Renaissance art: so many Madonnas with strangely
adult Christ-child; saints suffering the most grisly fates with calm, beatific
expressions – St Sebastian stuck full of arrows, St Lorenzo roasted over hot
coals, St Barbara bearing her severed breasts on a platter; crucifixions and
resurrections. They are beautifully decorative in deep blues and gold leaf (if
you don’t look too closely at what is happening) but very formulaic. After a
while, the images blur into a kind of code, a very useful thing for
non-literate people to learn the scriptures. I’m just thankful that Giotto, Raphael
and the others eventually arrived on the scene, bringing a more naturalistic,
human perspective to art.
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From Medieval... |
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to Renaissance |
The Cathedral is a spectacular construction
in green, white and red marble with massive striped columns supporting the
Duomo. In typical Gothic style, every niche, corner, projection and surface is
ornately carved – you can spend hours discovering characterful faces and
strange creatures looming down at you amongst the typical religious tableaux.
Off to one side is a beautiful library showcasing illuminated manuscripts and
music, and painted with vivid
frescoes on each wall panel. My favourite shows a fleet of ships about to be
pounded by a typical Mediterranean squall – clearly some things never change!
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The library |
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Impending storm |
And the middle ages live on, not just in
the buildings and artworks, but deep in the culture of the Sienese themselves. All
paths lead to the huge sloping piazza known simply as Il Campo, where the
famous horse race, the Palio, takes place twice a year. 12 of the 17 Contrade (rotational) or districts compete, with lots
of ritual and pageantry surrounding the mad race (of about one minute’s
duration) around the perimeter of the Campo. We accidentally timed it perfectly
for the week before the Palio, so we got to see a lot of the build-up without
the price hike in accommodation that accompanies the actual event. To see it,
you can choose between the crush of the central enclosure, or paying 400 euros
to watch from a café on the outside of the course. Each Contrada has its own
colours, symbols, church, heroes and bitter rival amongst the others. One man
told us that is possible to marry outside your Contrada, but – he shook his
head and performed an Italian gesture suggesting dire tragedy – there are
always difficulties. Romeo and Juliet of the Palio? You begin life being baptised twice – once in church and then again in the fountain of your Contrada. It is all surprisingly contagious.
After a couple of days we felt a real allegiance to Civetta (the owl), the
district where our apartment was located, and I couldn’t resist buying the
appropriate red, black and white scarf, and feeling that we were in “enemy
territory” when walking through Leocorna (Unicorns), Civetta’s traditional rival Contrada.
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Flags of the different contrade |
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Old engraving of the Palio |
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Monte di Paschi |
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Bank ledgers from the 17th century |
And of course Terry had to do a pilgrimage
to Monte dei Paschi di Siena – the world’s oldest bank still in operation. Its
charter, dated 1472, was on display in the archive, along with ancient ledgers,
seals and other quite fascinating artefacts, including a loan document for a
loan to Napoleon. And of course the narrow streets are full of great
restaurants and cafes, artisan ceramics and textiles, interesting shops and the
delightful Sienese themselves – elegantly dressed and animated as they make their
evening passegiata.
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Watching it all go by - with Aperol spritz, of course |
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This Prosciutteria had three underground levels of cured hams, a restaurant, and a dusty wine vault
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Ceramcs |
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Very expensive hand made shoes |
And one final highlight before we took the train back to Pisa - a concert of Italian opera classics with all the passion and expressiveness you would expect from a real diva!
Back to Marina di Pisa to plan the next stage - on to Porto Venere, then to Genoa.
(These pictures don't quite fit in anywhere, I just wanted to share them :)
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Ancient gardens |
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Philosopher resorts to lowest form of argument |
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Bizarre reliquaries
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A dog always seems to upstage the dignitaries |
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