Saturday, September 1, 2007
Siena - Santa Maria della Scala
The floor is only uncovered once a year, for a few months, to preserve it. I hear tapping noises - the sound of restorers, I assume, working on the middle section, which is the only part blocked from the touch of feet. Sounds resonate. Tour guides speaking into mics. Families, little children's voices in a multitude of languages. They're getting louder. I dislike the sound of feet stepping on wood. The marbles seems to soak up sound rather than throw it to the top of the dome. That is what I prefer.
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