City of the Virgin end of the Balzana, black and white.Città della Vergine e della Balzana. As its heraldic simbol this city doesn’like half measures. Siena,passionate and contemplative, always upgrade and always on the skids, clear and enigmatic. From the narrow streets, the red of Piazza del Campo faces blinding and sudden.
The Duccio of Buoninsegna majesty challenges the one of Simone Martini, the Donizzetti’s Buongoverno and the Nicola Pisano’s pulpit take place. In the churches Domenico Beccafumi and Rutilio Manetti wink. The Palio’s songs evoke ancient rites and modern allegories in the allies, museums and oratories, while in the night, the shoes sthuffling on the desert paving set itself against the peace of the green valleies, previously closed inside the walls, many century ago, by the old administrators.the Duomo and the exceptional view from the Facciatone, left undone after the 1338 plague. The Pellegrinaio’s hall, in Santa Maria Della Scala, the Piccolomini library, and the prestigious Chigiana Accademy. The medicean fortress is very wide, the most precious Siena Tuscany and Italy’s wines are hidden inside it. This secularity is just two steps far from the sanctuary of Santa Caterina, patron of Italy. Perfumed eating houses,spicy cackes, craftsman’s noises, flows wich rinse Fontebranda, and the mistery of Diana, legendary Siena’s underworld river. “Plunders” with their secrets. The square geometric alchemy, Cabala and Esoterism, neogothical suggestions and popular catharsis. That is why “Siena opens your heart more than anything else”, as a famous inscription on the Camollia’s Doors recites.