Ciao Toscana

A week in the Tuscan hills was just what we needed - a reminder that the sun is actually shining, and even hot, elsewhere in Europe. Our farmhouse apartment was perfect (http://www.toscana-vaianino.it/farmhouse.htm). Incredible views over the hills, vineyards and ancient town of Volterra, which lit up in the most extraordinary colours at sunset. A sparkling pool that the kids loved to splash in. Enough space for us all to get some rest at night. And the company of our friends the Holmes a Courts, with whom we created a formidable travelling tribe around the neighbouring towns... 4 parents, 6 kids and one nanny.

Dylan loved the medieval festival in the castle town of Monteriggioni - a late night party with knights re-enacting battles, large hunks of wild boar and lots of dressing up. The next day all the kids staged their own mock battles in the streets of Volterra with their new wooden shields. We also explored Florence... fabulous shopping, where I am sure I heard Sam utter his first full sentence "You don't need more shoes, mama." Jason thinks it was just my subconscious. Dylan was impressed with the Ponte Vecchio, although he would have preferred it lined with toy shops, not jewellery shops. Neither he or Will had much good to say about the statue of David. "It's just a man with no clothes on!"

Dylan also loved climbing the tower of San Gimignano with Jason, while Sam and I checked out the best gelato in Italy and blew bubbles in the piazza.

But of course the main reason for the trip was Ian and Julie's wedding on the Thursday. A magical night in the most amazing Italian villa, which dated back to the 16th century and had connections to the Medicis, the second world war and the Italian film industry of the 20th century. It was great to catch up with so many old friends around the pool that evening, even though our babysitting obligations meant we couldn't fully partake in all the wild celebrations - which were only just beginning when we left at midnight. Aaah, I remember the days... The kids were excited to join in the recovery BBQ the next day, and kept everyone busy in the pool.

Dylan and Sam both learned to say "Ciao!" and returned with a new found love of pizza. Making new friends was definitely a plus for them, and they can't wait to see them again when we get back to Australia. I could have done with another few days over there... now we are back, the 2 months remaining looms like a logistical nightmare deadline. If I can just stay in denial for another 6 weeks, all will be good.