The trip I took with my boy last weekend was a very special event for both of us. We traveled together just the two of us, and had some adventures - the kind of adventures you have when you travel by rail in Italy, which involve inexplicable delays, and extended encounters with all sorts of people.
Then there was the magical combination of family (my sister's family in Florence) and Renaissance art (the gorgeous Magi Chapel) to make our weekend away even greater.
But the crowning event was in the evening, when we took our places on the marble seats of the Roman Theater in Fiesole, where in the the Tuscan sunset, the orchestra and choir where my sister sings rehearsed the concert for that evening, Mahler's Das Klagende Lied.
Finally, after nightfall, the old Roman stones sang again, filling the valley, the sky and our hearts with music.