Florence, Late April 2016
Aug 17, 2016 3:45:05 GMT
Post by fumobici on Aug 17, 2016 3:45:05 GMT
I've done a couple of reports on Florence here before. It's the nearest city most Americans have heard of to where my family lives and I do tend to visit there.
I know to a lot of people Florence is considered too touristy etc., and of course it's plenty touristy no doubt. But, like a lot of tourist cities, it's touristy
for good reason and the worst of it is obviously confined to the summer. For me, every time, Florence is wonderful and almost unfailingly surprises me in the best
ways. I found a cheap open jaw airplane itinery that had me headed home from Florence having arrived in Italy in Venice, so I planned for a couple of days there before I flew out.
The pretty morning train ride along the Arno into stazione Santa Maria Novella from Arezzo was through showers but also brief clearings. I found a nice place
across the street from the Medici Chapel, which is attached to the huge and impressive Basilica di San Lorenzo and so two blocks from the Piazza Duomo and
a short block from the Mercato Centrale. I get settled in and head out into rain. It's a little nasty but I don't think it will remain so for long given
the blue sky showing. I duck into the nearby Palazzo Strozzi's courtyard. There is often some interesting installation there and the covered walk around the
open center of the courtyard isn't the worst place in the world to kill a few minutes waiting for the shower to pass.
The boy mugging with the umbrella for his father standing beside me saved the video. The people are in line to enter a modern art exhibition, the weather wasn't
quite bad enough to join in the line, but almost.
Of course i get impatient and leave before it stops raining. I turn up my collar, press on and when it begins to clear again I find myself in piazza S. Croce.
S. Croce is interesting to me. It is close to the piazza Signoria and the Uffizi etc. but it is also just a couple of blocks to the East of a very real
neighborhood so you get tourists and associated sellers etc. and you have students from the large University not far away, and you have just regular Florentines
of all sorts that happen to live in the neighborhood and are out shopping or whatever.
I'd never gone behind the church before. There's a leatherworker's guild situated there.
I wander out on nearby Ponte alle Grazie to get a feel for the Arno today. The Arno is the backbone of Florence, its mood and the sky's describe thcity's mood of the moment.
The skies are leaden but brightening; the river is full but still commodiously so.
I cross to the oltrarno (south) side of the river and walk westward towards the Ponte
Vecchio. It might not be too slammed on a still puddly late April afternoon.
This band is playing a nice set on the middle of the span. What a wonderful surprise to walk upon.
I'm going to do a stroll around the Duomo, this miracle of renaissance engineering and architecture never gets old to me.
Yes, it's raining again but the marble cladding of the structure looks by far its best when wetted, the colors of the stone come to life.
I once again marvel at the beauty and incredible workmanship of Andrea Pisano's cast bronze baptistry doors.
I do a lap of the cathedral in the rain.
As I complete my circumnavigation, a procession of people singing in a call and response song march by headed inside.
The skies are quickly clearing, it's time to visit the Piazza Signoria and wander down the river from there as sunset approaches.
I know to a lot of people Florence is considered too touristy etc., and of course it's plenty touristy no doubt. But, like a lot of tourist cities, it's touristy
for good reason and the worst of it is obviously confined to the summer. For me, every time, Florence is wonderful and almost unfailingly surprises me in the best
ways. I found a cheap open jaw airplane itinery that had me headed home from Florence having arrived in Italy in Venice, so I planned for a couple of days there before I flew out.
The pretty morning train ride along the Arno into stazione Santa Maria Novella from Arezzo was through showers but also brief clearings. I found a nice place
across the street from the Medici Chapel, which is attached to the huge and impressive Basilica di San Lorenzo and so two blocks from the Piazza Duomo and
a short block from the Mercato Centrale. I get settled in and head out into rain. It's a little nasty but I don't think it will remain so for long given
the blue sky showing. I duck into the nearby Palazzo Strozzi's courtyard. There is often some interesting installation there and the covered walk around the
open center of the courtyard isn't the worst place in the world to kill a few minutes waiting for the shower to pass.
The boy mugging with the umbrella for his father standing beside me saved the video. The people are in line to enter a modern art exhibition, the weather wasn't
quite bad enough to join in the line, but almost.
Of course i get impatient and leave before it stops raining. I turn up my collar, press on and when it begins to clear again I find myself in piazza S. Croce.
S. Croce is interesting to me. It is close to the piazza Signoria and the Uffizi etc. but it is also just a couple of blocks to the East of a very real
neighborhood so you get tourists and associated sellers etc. and you have students from the large University not far away, and you have just regular Florentines
of all sorts that happen to live in the neighborhood and are out shopping or whatever.
I'd never gone behind the church before. There's a leatherworker's guild situated there.
I wander out on nearby Ponte alle Grazie to get a feel for the Arno today. The Arno is the backbone of Florence, its mood and the sky's describe thcity's mood of the moment.
The skies are leaden but brightening; the river is full but still commodiously so.
I cross to the oltrarno (south) side of the river and walk westward towards the Ponte
Vecchio. It might not be too slammed on a still puddly late April afternoon.
This band is playing a nice set on the middle of the span. What a wonderful surprise to walk upon.
I'm going to do a stroll around the Duomo, this miracle of renaissance engineering and architecture never gets old to me.
Yes, it's raining again but the marble cladding of the structure looks by far its best when wetted, the colors of the stone come to life.
I once again marvel at the beauty and incredible workmanship of Andrea Pisano's cast bronze baptistry doors.
I do a lap of the cathedral in the rain.
As I complete my circumnavigation, a procession of people singing in a call and response song march by headed inside.
The skies are quickly clearing, it's time to visit the Piazza Signoria and wander down the river from there as sunset approaches.