When I was younger I always wished I could fly. Being here has brought that desire back to me. It's like I am nine again, every time I look out my window. Siena and Tuscany spread out under me and I can see nearby towns and fields, and mountains in the far off distance. I can look at them, but I know I won't visit most of the places I see and I will most likely never even know their names.
We were at the Orto di Tolomei reading and doing homework today, and from there you can get one of the best views in all of Siena. I was reading the Hobbit, too.
It was a very nice afternoon.
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