I walked down the hill and back to the osteria for breakfast. A warm fire, fresh fruits, prosciutto and cappuccino and I was good to go. I could get used to freshly made cappuccino on a daily basis and I think I ate more prosciutto in three days than I have in the rest of my life.
We were in for a real treat that evening. Our group once again climbed aboard a bus, After our driver got his bearings straight (he only got slightly lost), we came upon the magnificent Castello dell'Oscano. It's tough putting into words how grand this 15th century castle is.