Siena ~ Piazza Del Campo

Siena ~ Piazza Del Campo

“Be who God meant you to be, and you will set the world on fire”. St. Catherine of Siena

Trips last few days while memories last forever…

Piazza del Campo 
One out of forty photos @ Duomo di Sienna
Walking down the street from our apartment in Siena
One more photo here
Our special room
What a nice ceiling 
This is how we experienced a medieval ro
Another photo please
Drunk of Siena streets
Frontal view of Piazza del Campo
Aperol view of Piazza del Campo
I could have this view forever


Kouros of Apollonas ~ Statue of Dionysos

Kouros of Apollonas ~ Statue of Dionysos

The Kouros of Apollonas, is a 10,7m tall unfinished statue of the Colossus of Dionysus. It is made of light grey Naxian marble with a weight of around 80 tonnes. 

The statue is located in an ancient quarry near Apollonas, a small town in the northern part of Naxos, one of the Cycladic Islands in the Aegean Sea. 

The statue dates back to Archaic period of Ancient Greece, around the turn of the seventh and sixth centuries BC.

Portara ~ The Great Door ~ Apollo’s Temple

Portara ~ The Great Door ~ Apollo’s Temple

The Portara, or the Great Door of Naxos, Cyclades is the massive marble doorway, that stands proudly as the jewel of Naxos. It stands above the hill close to the port, on the islet of Palatia which was once a hill. In ancient times a strip of land connected the north side of Naxos port to the islet of Palatia. At the islet of Palatia Ariadne, the Minoan princess was abandoned by her lover, Theseus after he killed Minotaur on the island of Crete. Around 530 B.C. Naxos at its peak of glory, was ruled by Lygdamis. Lygdamis wanted to build in Naxos the highest and most magnificent buildings of all Greece and ordered for a massive temple to be built. The works stopped when a war broke out between Naxos and Samos. After that, Lygdamis was overthrown in 506 BC and the temple – was to be built in the honor of Apollo, the Greek God who protected music and poets and was supposed to be at least a hundred feet tall – was never completed. The gate is around 6 m high and 3.5 m wide built with four separate columns. Each column weighs about 20 tons.
View of the old town from Palatia
Sanctuary of Delian Apollo
View on the bay
Sunset from Portara
Red sunset
Down the Palatia ~ Sunset from Portara
Souvenirs from Portara

One day trip to San Gimignano

One day trip to San Gimignano

Landscape view
Local souvenirs
Nice bar on the street
⬆️ if you ever wanted to study philosophy of religion, like me…you would have ended up in this University 📚📚
Arch view…
Walking down the town
Narrow street with a personal parking spot
One of many squares
⬆️ …in memory of those who suffered for the freedom of thought 😍
📍 Real life map
Local products
Architecture details

Hackers game — it can’t happen to me!

2.45am. For the past two hours I’ve been in deep sleep. So have my phone notifications. It is advised to keep your phone away from reach while trying to have a quality sleep. But as I was dreaming of sweet conversations over a warm cup of coffee, visitors were doing some works on my account.

6.55 am. Alarm goes off, surprisingly enough I have no desire to snooze. I pick up the phone and try to go through my 74 notifications. Well, that is too much after more than a week of no activity in my timeline. Nothing suspicious though.

7.45 am. I accompany my daughter to the school van and walk to my car. It is a little chilly and I try to warm up my hands beneath my woolen scarf. It’s a wear-in-black day and all my items perfectly match this morning. I walk faster and can’t wait to get in and turn on the air-conditioner.

7.55 am. I’m in the car. Engine on, radio on, a final check on my lipstick, my sun-glasses on, ready to start to the office. I click on my mail application and notice several emails from my Facebook page. Yes I manage a Facebook Page, it has been a while that it is only one, but I’ve been managing five pages for some times.

8.00 am. News edition in sixty seconds start. I can’t focus on the voice because I’m totally lost in my inbox. Several emails telling me how I’m now an admin of two pages, my advert has been approved and reaching out to audience, my account is being accessed in Indonesia from a phone application like mine.

It can’t happen to me. I’ve always been careful to frequently change my password, having strong ones, not interlinked, special characters… But they did it. For some reasons it was my failure, my mistake, somewhere.

No panic, I know what to do. Nothing weird in my timeline feed, no messages, no spamming… Quick look on settings sessions, well I’ve got you, 46 open sessions from Indonesia… Try to end those quickly and change my password, which of course can’t be done at this point.

Go back to my log in page and click on forgot password. They must have my email, they must have my contacts, feels so disgusting though.

Report, report, report, taking screenshots of all my actions, resetting everything I remembered to, trying to find peace and privacy with my little online space.

This couldn’t happen to me and yet it happened to me. No harm done, no accounts used as there has never been one linked as it doesn’t simply exist… but still it happened in a quick, cold hackers game — I temporarily won, but tomorrow you can be next. Watch out as much as you can…

Why me… again!

Why me again!
It’s always a strong dilemma the first day after discovering a new interesting space, whether to publish my thoughts or not.

A quick register and login, get the application in my phone and here I go. Visit and revisit several times to read new articles, switching from one user to the other and all of a sudden see that a dozen or more are already following. Well this is inspiring as a good start.

Why another medium of communicating with people who just like me, like to read and share?

Just because this is my strong inner need of writing about my world and discovering other worlds at the same time.

Just because it has never been too many networks or pages where I can find people with same interests and focus on writing. This is also where we feel so close and the world looks so small in front of so many options.

I’m here now — and I find you reading through the lines — I hope you will come back whenever I will have some things to share in my simple way day by day.