트레콴다 최고의 라이딩 경로

페트로이오 테라코타 박물관은 항상 마을의 중심 요소였던 점토의 예술적 가공 전통을 이야기합니다. 작품, 도구, 증언을 통해 기술, 예술적 표현, 문화적 정체성 사이에서 지역 장인들의 창의성과 지식을 조명합니다.

트레クアン다의 고고학 컬렉션인 팔라비치니 컬렉션은 이 지역의 가장 오래된 역사를 들려주는 작지만 귀중한 전시 공간입니다. 마을의 역사적인 중심부에 자리한 이 컬렉션은 에트루리아와 로마 시대의 유물을 모아 놓았으며, 고대부터 이 땅에 인간이 존재하고 문화적으로 활기가 넘쳤음을 증명합니다.

history of the Sienese countryside and world cycling

This year the Colle Pinzuto climb was dedicated to Pogacar. It is just over 2 km long and has an average gradient of around 5%... Beautiful!

Porta Romana is one of the ancient gates in the walls of Siena, located on the route of the ancient Via Cassia. It was built in 1327 - 1328 by Agnolo di Ventura and Agostino di Giovanni, equipped with battlements and a defensive wall. In 1417, Taddeo di Bartolo was commissioned to paint the fresco that was to adorn it with a depiction of the Virgin, like the other city gates, to implore divine protection for the city. In 1978, the frescoes, due to advanced deterioration, were detached and transferred to the Basilica of San Francesco. However, there is a Roman inscription at the Porta Romana!The inscription was written on a travertine tablet and, based on its graphic characters and content, can be dated to the Augustan period (27 BC – 0) saying "Silvanus sacr(um) / C. Victricius / Memor VIvir / [a] ugustalis posuit" = Caio Victricio Memore Seviro augustale dedicated a small temple to Silvanus.

In Siena, as we know, your eye always falls there, on the shell-shaped Campo or the striped marble of the Duomo. And rightly so. But then there are those places that speak to you in a different voice, more raspy and sincere. Porta Romana is one of them. Let's be clear: this isn't a small archway placed there for show. This is a beast of brick and stone, a fortress planted to the south to tell those arriving from Rome: "Be careful, you're entering Siena." It's massive, imposing, it makes you feel small and immediately reminds you that this city was once a serious thing, a power that had to be defended. It has none of the frills of other monuments; it gets straight to the point, and for me, its charm begins right there.

I crossed it in the middle of August, the thermometer at 44 degrees, I will remember it for a long time...

I had a fatal accident on a downhill ski run back in the 90s. After that, helmets became mandatory, if I remember correctly.