We drove past Radda on our first day in Tuscany on our way to Antinori winery. We drove past Radda two days later on our way to Podere La Piaggia for our cooking class. We were about to drive past Radda on our way to San Gimignano when we finally stopped. I could imagine us, returning home and saying to ourselves “What was that cute town we kept driving past?” and being filled with wanderlust-regret. We played on the playground, browsed the shops, chatted with an artist whose art was being displayed in the Palazzo del Podesta and experienced the charm of this 9th century medieval town for just about an hour on this Monday morning.

Evanescent – Soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence