I’m glad I rented a quiet apartment, one with windows facing an indoor courtyard and not the street. Yesterday evening was anything but quiet but I didn’t hear a thing out of the ordinary. It was “White Night”, “La Notte Bianca”, a celebration in Florence to usher in May 1, International Workers Day, and a national Italian holiday.
I did my usual 9 PM stroll around the Santa Marie dei Fiore, through Piazza della Signoria, along the Arno, and then ‘home’. The littered streets that I traversed this morning to get an early spot in line to climb the Duomo, indicated an active, noisy night on the streets. Fortunately, by the time I climbed down, the street cleaners had done their usual magic.
The slideshow is my version of before and after; La Notte Bianca and my morning climb up Brunelleschi’s dome.
I did my usual 9 PM stroll around the Santa Marie dei Fiore, through Piazza della Signoria, along the Arno, and then ‘home’. The littered streets that I traversed this morning to get an early spot in line to climb the Duomo, indicated an active, noisy night on the streets. Fortunately, by the time I climbed down, the street cleaners had done their usual magic.
The slideshow is my version of before and after; La Notte Bianca and my morning climb up Brunelleschi’s dome.