Yesterday, we took a little drive back in time to a town called Melizzano.
It was my first real encounter with the sport of jousting, and I am just really grateful that the rules have changed. Now, the jousters try to get their pole through the ring, rather than try to injure an opponent. I found myself really engaged in the activity and cheering almost as much as I did at Gonzaga basketball games. Almost.
If there's ever a Sunday you have an opportunity to participate in a medieval festival in a small, Italian hill town, I'd highly recommend it.
Oh, and definitely stay for dinner, even it means you won't get home until after midnight, because it will surely be worth it.