Florence

I went on by train to Florence after the night in Assisi, and found the room I’d reserved to be in a pleasant old hotel with a comfortable terrace.  I found the city to be annoyingly crowded, narrow streets overrun with Vespas – or their descendents – still reigning, as they had fifty years before, but of course the churches and museums were as satisfying as ever. I enjoyed the relaxed Palazzo Vecchio more than the stiff, crowded Uffizi gallery or the ornate Pitti Palace, but as before the Bargello was full of marvelous statuary. Most of all I enjoyed the Museum of the Duomo, where all the REAL sculptures from the Cathedral and the Baptistry live, while their replicas endure the elements.  

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