Florence is the home of the ever-famous David, the Pitti palace, and the Boboli Gardens. The River Arno runs through the city, and the city is surprisingly pretty cool altogether. That wasn't my first opinion of the city. The walk from the train station to our hostel upon our arrival reminded me of Mexico somewhat. Not that I don't love my native country, but I just wanted to see something different. Our first evening did just that.
Hostel sweetness.
At the park, mapping out and preparing for Florence.
The most amazing tiramisu...
...at our favorite Italian ristorante (this go around anyway), Zio Gigi...
View from our hostel rooftop.
La iglesia.
Streets of Florence.
As the sun rose.
More Florence to come.
2 comments:
wow... i'm just getting caught up on your blogs and pictures and man... can i be included in the next trip????
You can ABSOLUTELY be included. We'd have an amazing time.
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