For our final day we planned an easy morning in San Gimignano, at a private museum devoted to Leonardo daVinci. It contained full-sized, working models of many of the inventions described in his manuscripts and were meant to be worked by the visitors. There were various bearings, motion translators (rotary to reciprocating, etc.) and some more popular items like flying machines. Most of the models worked and the boys enjoyed pushing them to the limit. Their favorite was a crane with a rotary base and a water-powered, self feeding, sawmill (where kid-crank power was substituted for water power) that sawed an actual log. My favorite was a lever worked back and forth, driving alternately oriented ratcheted wheels and converting the motion to continuous rotary motion.
We grabbed an early light lunch and purchased a few items for upcoming birthdays, in addition to refreshing our panforte supplies. San Gimigiano was much more pleasant without the Easter-weekend crowds, though it started to jam-up around noon. A light rain also began to fall and increased through the afternoon.
Back at the hotel we did homework and took care of preparing for our next eight nights in four different locations. I took the boys for a swim at a public pool in Certaldo, only to discover that there was only about thirty minutes left before it closed for swim team practice. The boys were loaned swim caps to wear, though I suspect that they were noted more for wearing shorts (rather than Speedos).
David and I retrieved our laundry and mending, bought chocolate, Nutella and film at the Coop (a communist institution according to Giovanni) and located a full range of contact lens supplies at an optician’s (despite being told by the manufacturer before our departure that their products weren’t available in Italy). BS’ing with Chiara and Giovanni, I learned that the phones were only busted in some of the rooms (like ours), but were working in others. They gave me a room key for a vacant room and I did some much-needed email and web surfing. Turns out the phone works in the boys’ room.
We’d hinted, not very obliquely, that we’d enjoy lasagna for dinner, and tonight they made good on it. Pat ordered a white wine for dinner, and Giovanni presented her with a gift of another bottle of white, the local Vernacchia variety. I ordered Vin Santo for our final meal, and Giovanni brought out the marinated grapes when we lingered.