When I visited Assisi, I walked the streets that were built on a hillside. The strangest site I saw was some sort of bovine animal, an ox or something but not real huge, just wandering around the street by itself. I didn’t try to pet it or anything and just went on about my business.
Oh, and I didn’t go to Tuscany because the maestro said that there was nothing to rent.
Our jerseys are only 44 inches and people think they are mini-cows. Nope, just normal sized.