Florence

 I left off our Italian trip after arriving to Florance late at night, and in last week's strong opinion I told you, how much I love to travel, whether we do full touristy stuff, or just wander around. 

So we had one day in Florance, and Florance is one of those cities I cannot get bored of, I would gladly go and wonder around anytime, every time we are close. 

This wasn't my first time, as we have been there in 2020. Yes, in "high" covid times, and I still think that one of the best decision we did about travel was that despite all the threats and despite all the opinions we got, we did go and had that trip. I will never ever see those cities we've seen like that again, with so few tourists, even if the Pitti palace can go and fuck itself (it is anothe story of me wanting to see the Medici clothes and the Medici stocking, do you want to read about that?), I have the fondest memories of that trip.

We have been there twice since, and as I said, neither of us can get bored of it.

This time we had no particular plans, except to wonder around and see... 

We have seen the leather market...

And the foodmarket...

As we were looking for a yarnstore (just for the fun of it), we wondered into a church, that turned out to house the tomb of Cosimo Medici...

It had a gorgeous courtyard and a fantastic orange tree at the middle:

In the cellar there were religious relics, including dressed up sculptures...

And that aforementioned tomb of Cosimo.

Since our favorite ice-cream place is on the other side of the river Arno, we did cross the Ponte Vecchio, ate our ice cream,  looted the Little Prince shelf of a book-store, sat at the front of the Pitti Palace (because I was trying to reorganize my backpack to fit the new additions of my Little Prince book-collection into)

Stopped at the close-by Holy Trinity sqare, listened to music, took a rest... and decided that there might be the best pizza in the next street, we will not stand in line for an hour to get it...

And then walked back to the other side. 

The next day we drove crossing the Appenins, and me, so prone to motion sickness, umm... let me just say, it was not easy, I even had to put down my knitting about halfway through.