The Duomo is beautiful with its white and green stonework. I decided to climb to the top of the cupola and then on to the campanile. They said it was 463 stairs to the top, but I counted closer to 600. Either way I was sweating as I climbed but quite enjoyed the twisty staircases and peeks out tiny windows on the way up. And the view from the top was pretty stunning too! Such a great look at the city! Being at the top of the dome - on the inside- also helped me to appreciate and respect the artists who painted frescos on curved ceilings so that they look accurate to people on the ground. Wow.
A foot on a fresco up close! |
The Ponte Vecchio was something new with jewelry stores on both sides of the bridge. The shopping was out of my league but pretty to look at none the less! After some lunch and gelato I headed into the Uffizi with Rick Steves again as my personal guide. He walked me through the museum, from painting after painting of Madonna and Child to those of Venus. Botticelli's talent is evident in the way he created scenes and movement in the Birth of Venus and Spring.
Since art is not as exciting to read about I'll move on and tell you about the unexpected events that made this night my favorite of the trip so far. I got some food and a half bottle of wine and headed to Pizzale Michelangelo to watch the sunset over Florence. If you ever are in Florence, you must do this! It was so much fun watching the city change colors as the sun lowered and watching the sun itself slip behind the far off mountain. I walked back and came upon a guitar-playing street performer who did a decent version of U2 on the Ponte Vecchio, but continued on my merry way in search of gelato.
I never found it because two blocks later I came across another performer... a classical pianist playing on a real (but amplified) piano in the street. He was amazing, brilliantly playing one masterpiece by Mozart, Beethoven, and Chopin right after one another. For almost 45 min I stood in the street avoiding cars and watching from 10 feet away as this man played, his 3 year old son amused himself or talked to his father mid-song, and his wife and infant sell his CDs. At close to 11pm he called it a night and I was disappointed to have to head home. What a way to spend a night in Italy!
It is exciting to hear your comments on art and music. You know and have learned so much. Now you will have to add some African and Asian (etc) culture to give you a wider perspective.
ReplyDeletesteph - your posts make me happy - your trip has sounded like the adventure you dreamed it could be - every day a new memory! thanks for taking the time to share your thoughts.....
ReplyDeleteoh, steph, your posts give me shivers. i can't wait to see all of the pictures - and hear all of the stories from you in person. i have your postcard pinned to the wall above my desk as a reminder to myself to be brave.... loads of love!
ReplyDeleteI echo what the others have said and am so happy to read your posts. You write in such a way that I feel like I'm there with you (gosh, I wish I was!!) Keep enjoying yourself, I can't wait to hear about your next adventures. much love and many HUGGGS!
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