I made it! With ease! Boston weather cleared and with that, clear flying all the way to Florence. I won’t attempt to compare driving through Boston snow flying over the snowy Alps.
Here in Florence it has been in the 50s. Last evening a tad of sun, today cloudy with a tad of rain. The city looks just like the Florence I experience in spring and fall, minus the crowds, the sun and the outdoor cafes. That being said, let me clarify. There are plenty of people, not just throngs; the sun is supposed to shine next Sunday; a few outdoor cafes are open, some even with heaters, and yes, people are choosing to eat al fresco.
As I mentioned last year, when I come to Florence I pretend that I’m living here. That’s not really accurate, however, because I am not pretending. I am living here, if only for ten days. I do very touristy things; I visit museums and churches, and I eat out. But two things make my time here different. I come as often as I can and I come alone. I don’t know how that defines me. Maybe unusual, or at least one of a kind.
So, here I am, with some ways that will stay the same and with some new intentions. I’ll keep the same touristy activities, the same writing and blogging routines. I’ll also try a couple of new ways of pretending. As a start, I am going to look up as I walk along so I can notice the amazing world carved right into the buildings of Florence. Secondly, I am going to venture into every library I can discover and spend time writing in each one. Stay tuned.
Here in Florence it has been in the 50s. Last evening a tad of sun, today cloudy with a tad of rain. The city looks just like the Florence I experience in spring and fall, minus the crowds, the sun and the outdoor cafes. That being said, let me clarify. There are plenty of people, not just throngs; the sun is supposed to shine next Sunday; a few outdoor cafes are open, some even with heaters, and yes, people are choosing to eat al fresco.
As I mentioned last year, when I come to Florence I pretend that I’m living here. That’s not really accurate, however, because I am not pretending. I am living here, if only for ten days. I do very touristy things; I visit museums and churches, and I eat out. But two things make my time here different. I come as often as I can and I come alone. I don’t know how that defines me. Maybe unusual, or at least one of a kind.
So, here I am, with some ways that will stay the same and with some new intentions. I’ll keep the same touristy activities, the same writing and blogging routines. I’ll also try a couple of new ways of pretending. As a start, I am going to look up as I walk along so I can notice the amazing world carved right into the buildings of Florence. Secondly, I am going to venture into every library I can discover and spend time writing in each one. Stay tuned.