Yes, we are still alive. We were walking around Florence last night when a single young woman passed us on the street talking on her cellphone. She told whoever was on the other end of the connection that she just thought she should let someone know where she was. I thought I ought to do the same.
I know I haven't posted since we left Todi. Apologies. The day we spent driving from Todi to Florence via Montalcino and Monteriggioni was very nice. We'd been to both places before so it was just a question of stopping by on our way. Nothing too exciting. Returning the car to Hertz was no big deal. Remember we were still waiting to make sure that someone here would credit us back for the ridiculously expensive taxi fare from Terni to Orvieto and they did with no problems.
Our hotel is steps from the Duomo, we can hear the bells toll in the campanile, and if I lean out the window I can even see the top of the campanile. Yet when we close the windows it is quiet as can be in here. So that first night we just settled in and strolled around.
Saturday morning we took advantage of the only day predicted to be rain free and set out to the Boboli Gardens. We both read Dan Brown's new mystery, Inferno, while in Todi and much of it is set in Florence including a daring escape through Boboli Gardens. So we retraced what we could remember of the sequence of events. It's a strenuous stroll up and down and up and down and I was catching some horrible achy flu so once we were done we came back to rest and then just did some shopping and gelato eating and basic bumming around.
But speaking of mysteries and symbolism, how about this little sign?
It appears in showers here next to that wee, flimsy, slippery looking cord mounted six feet up in the air. So, what nature of shower-related emergency might you have that would be serious enough for you to seek the assistance of strangers (in your presumed nakedness) but that would also still leave you standing up and capable of grasping that little cord in order to summon them?
Sadly, I might have asked Dan Brown himself. Apparently he was here in Florence last Wednesday to promote his book, but I missed him by just that much.
I know I haven't posted since we left Todi. Apologies. The day we spent driving from Todi to Florence via Montalcino and Monteriggioni was very nice. We'd been to both places before so it was just a question of stopping by on our way. Nothing too exciting. Returning the car to Hertz was no big deal. Remember we were still waiting to make sure that someone here would credit us back for the ridiculously expensive taxi fare from Terni to Orvieto and they did with no problems.
Our hotel is steps from the Duomo, we can hear the bells toll in the campanile, and if I lean out the window I can even see the top of the campanile. Yet when we close the windows it is quiet as can be in here. So that first night we just settled in and strolled around.
Saturday morning we took advantage of the only day predicted to be rain free and set out to the Boboli Gardens. We both read Dan Brown's new mystery, Inferno, while in Todi and much of it is set in Florence including a daring escape through Boboli Gardens. So we retraced what we could remember of the sequence of events. It's a strenuous stroll up and down and up and down and I was catching some horrible achy flu so once we were done we came back to rest and then just did some shopping and gelato eating and basic bumming around.
But speaking of mysteries and symbolism, how about this little sign?
Sadly, I might have asked Dan Brown himself. Apparently he was here in Florence last Wednesday to promote his book, but I missed him by just that much.
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