Our first glance of the blue Tuscan sky through our bathroom “window”

and a view of our terrace in the daylight.

After breakfast in our hotel we took the same route that we had walked in the dark the previous evening

arriving at the town square.

This is the handsome man with whom I spent the time of my life in Tuscany.

One of our first stops was the wine store in case we needed a night cap in our room.

After depositing the wine safely in our room, we wandered down Viale G. Verde passed the various spas by which the community became famous.

We knew from our research that Montecatini was divided into two communities-Montecatini Ferme where we were staying and Montecatini Alto that we could see high above us. We guessed that there was a route by road but we were tourists and opted to do tackle the journey by the vintage Funicular which was kind of like a slanted trolley car.

This as the gorgeous view of Montecatini Ferme from Montecatini Alto.

Almost upon disembarking we spotted this tribute to a loved one. Did someone have a funicular accident?

We had to climb straight up to the town square.

This lovely spot awaited us.

Before we decided which restaurant to have lunch in, we had a little snoop around.

There were flowers everywhere.

As well as historic buildings.

We were most fascinated with the every day life of the residents.

I would have dearly loved to have purchased something here but we waited until near the end of our stay to decide what to buy once we had a chance to window shop.

The restaurants put out baskets of their ingredients to lure you in.

This lady sat all by herself at one restaurant, never ate or drank anything and her expression never changed. I think that she might have been ordered to sit there and to not make any (more?) trouble.

My first taste of house wine-I was in heaven. We drank the house wine at each and every place we stopped-it was about being economical but also to compare and contrast tastes and flavour profiles.

I choose this unappetizing looking lunch as my selection-Tuscan Crostini sounds innocent enough but had a pungent, heavy taste. I had struck out at my first time at to bat.

D on the other hand loved his grilled cheese sandwich.

All the patrons sat outside that day but I peaked in to see what the interior was like.

I would have loved to have visited again on a rainy or chilly day but we still had so many restaurant meals ahead of us.

Kath’s quote: “A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.” – John Steinbeck

Love never fails.

I found this little bus shelter the square.

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