On our way to the airport in Florence, we stopped for an hour in Buonconvento.
The folks here were hustling and bustling
preparing for a town festival.
Makeshift kitchens were set up in the streets
Where cooks rolled fresh pasta.
Sauces were cooking; the fragrance was intense!
It would have been fun to stay for the festivities,
But it was time to go
And to say good-bye to this beautiful country.
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