I love Firenze. It will always be one of the handful of cities I could live in (aside from in the very hot months), and no matter how many times I visit it, I always find new things and new ways of looking at the old things. My train (cf yesterday's post) arrived at 11, and I dragged my case down to my hotel on Porto Rosso, expecting to have to leave my bags for a few hours and come back to check in. The excellent folk of Hotel Davanzati had my room ready, though, so I was able to dump everything and then head out for a good walk.
Walking is always the best way to take in a city. You can experience it with all your senses, smelling where you might like to eat, seeing places you hadn't known about, and hearing snatches of music and conversation. I headed off towards the main library, because I wanted to take some photographs of the architecture, which is a bit bonkers in a cool way.
( More blather and pix below! )
Walking is always the best way to take in a city. You can experience it with all your senses, smelling where you might like to eat, seeing places you hadn't known about, and hearing snatches of music and conversation. I headed off towards the main library, because I wanted to take some photographs of the architecture, which is a bit bonkers in a cool way.
( More blather and pix below! )