We made it from Venice to Florence on Thursday and after a string of packing up and moving every other day (Strasbourg, Salzburg, Vienna, and Venice over the span of 8 days), we were delighted to settle into our apartment for a week here. We’re staying on the top floor of a 500 year-old building just a couple of blocks from the Duomo and we love it (even though it’s four flights up with no lift).
This was the first lodging reservation I made after I got a good CT scan report in late March, along with the go-ahead from my medical team to take this trip. So we had almost four months to anticipate being in this particular space, and it has lived up to our dreams.
The terrace may be our favorite part (air-conditioning is a close second! – it’s above 100 degrees every day this week!) The view from the terrace is incredible….
The Duomo. I can’t get enough of her. She looms so large and beautifully over this neighborhood, like a moon that never wanes. I’m a little bit obsessed with her.
I was afraid that, after all the other beautiful places we’ve been this summer, Florence wouldn’t live up to my memories. I was afraid that Paul and the boys would not find Florence as enchanting as I’d claimed it was, and that it would be just a hot, crowded let-down for them. But the moment we set foot into this stunning city, all my fears were swept away. It loves us to my memories – and beyond (even with the heat and the crowds). And Paul and the boys love it beyond anything I’d expected.
Firenze, she is a charmer.
Buona notte de Firenze!