Wednesday 11 December 2013

Florence







The air was thick with cicadas and woodsmoke and a strange apricoty smell that we couldn't place.
There seemed to be a strange enchantment upon us as we walked through the streets, meeting only tiny yellow patterned skinks and once a small slow-moving grass-snake.

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We stayed quite far away from the centre of town, over near the Boboli gardens. 
It was nice, getting lost along the Arno, exploring strange streets and allyways. Stumbling upon unexpected outdoor theatres and finding ourselves further off the map than we expected.

Tuesday 3 December 2013

Sienna




A medieval city.
Coloured golden and red. 
A good place to get lost.









Pilgrims cross on the steps into the Cathedral. 







Panforte de Sienna (this one is for Bertie)







Glorious! New sandals after four months of boots!
Joy and joy!