once upon a day...

Once upon a day 11 girls were shuttled by their Professor to the Tuscan countryside to a village by the name of Celssa. The winding roads, sometimes paved and sometimes not, took careful maneuvering of the Professor, but was done so nonchalantly with the window rolled halfway down and the aroma of fall enveloping all inside for the ride. Thick woods and medieval rock walls lined the path to the ancient house awaiting it's anticipated guests. Upon arriving to the villa the smell of mexican style food welcomed deprived senses and triggered instant hunger. Cozy, comfy couches in the living room provided the temporary feeling of "home" and allowed for complete and utter relaxation. Lunch was served on the outside patio and all enjoyed the colorful taste of familiarity. Afterwards, with filled stomachs and satisfied souls, the group set out on an adventure. They followed a path through thickets, pastures, and trees to discover ancient structures scattered throughout the hills. They passed a cemetery, long since abandoned, where Italian bodies lay resting. A castle visible on the neighboring hilltop sparked playful fantasies of princes and royalty. A manor with a long gravel pathway and acres of gardens and groomed woods provoked stories linking to wealth, fame, ritz and glamour. Rest was found at a well outside an old Pope's residence where he banished his unrighteous brother to years of repentance. Eventually the feet of the girls' found their way back to where they delightfully found warm rice pudding waiting on the table just outside the front door of the house. The sweet cinnamon taste complimented the view of the rich fall leaves and the smell of Italian October blowing in the breeze. Reluctantly, with lingering desires to stay in the Tuscan fantasy they all found themselves wrapped in, Professor piled them in the car group by group and once again embarked on the winding journey back to reality.