Sunday, 12 October 2008

Sunday in Firenze

Sunday 12 October 2008
Today am taking it a little easy - late start and slow walking. I walked down via San Niccolo, up to the point where I got "lost" when returning from Piazzale Michelangelo and it doesn't look so scary in the daylight. Part of via San Niccolo is closed to traffic and foot traffic. It looks as though they are setting up for a street party for the football.
View from Piazzale Michelangelo

Walking on Lucca's walls
Yesterday I spent the day in Lucca - what a beautiful town. The train ride was good, in fact, the train was better than the one I arrived on from Rome. I walked around the ramparts, about 4km, I think – it was a long way and hot. Views were fantastic but I didn't take many photos the panoramic vistas were impossible to capture. 
Walking on Lucca's walls


I had a cornetto crema (custard croissant) at Pasticceria Taddeucci - very tasty. The town is wonderful to walk around and not too crowded. I stopped at a little place in via Filungo for lunch and a very nice English couple sat next to me. The wife chatted to me the whole time. They know someone in Perth - a dentist who lives in Peppy Grove - a bit above my station. Anyway, it was all very pleasant. Popped into the San Michele and San Frediano churches but didn't visit the main one - San Martino - just ran out of steam. I bought some fabulous chocolates from a little store - all dark chocolate - chilli chocolate, mint chocolate and choc covered coffee beans - of course they were a bit melted by the time I got back to Firenze. At the last minute I went back to Pasticceria Taddeucci to buy some biscotti - the famous brutti ma buoni (ugly but good) and believe me they are. But yes, you've guessed it, I headed in the wrong direction and exited through the wrong gate and it was miles from the train station - it was hot, hot and I felt as though I was getting sunstroke - after many "Scusi, dov'รจ la stazione" I finally arrived at the station. It was difficult to find the binario but got there eventually. I had about 15-minute wait and it was very hot on the platform. The train home was an old clanker but it got me there in good time. From Santa Maria Novella station I headed straight for my favourite little bar near home - Bar OiO - for my vodka tonic. I bought some grapes for tea but let me tell you they were horrible. The skin was tough as old boots.


I am hoping to catch up with a woman I met in Italian classes. She is on a European tour and she should arrive in Florence this afternoon, so I will ring her hotel to check.