Castello di Fezzana
Travel Blogs from Montespertoli
Day 10: Florence
We started the day with a major bummer: Bradley left for home bright and early, which makes me really sad. I miss him already and I'm jealous that he gets to see our pooch and smoosh his little Louie face. There are a ton of dogs in Europe, by the way, and people bring them everywhere with them. We have FaceTimed with Lou a couple times to make us (me) feel better... but I digress. Anyway, I miss my husband a lot. Today's drizzly, cold weather matched the gloominess of Bradley's ...
Florentine Enchantment
... for most of the way. Steve did a great job of getting us there, but I must say I was an anxious passenger. After finding a suitable place to park (in a small side street alley), we navigated the rest of the way by foot, moving toward the city centre.
We first passed the old Fortezza da Basso (clearly an old medieval fortress) that was sadly closed as it was Sunday. Next stop was the much talked about "leather markets" that ...
Off to Sienna today
... we have some wonderful memories to take with us and we have had some great laughs. The sound of a cow will never be the same (Dolly sends Daisy to forefront to "moo" at us in a very aggressive manner whenever the speed limit is exceeded)...l suspect Daisy will be rather noisy tomorrow as we hit the autostrade again!!! :o), while nervous Nellie (me) makes good use of the arm rest. Karyn seems to be getting a little too comfortable with some of the ...
Travelling to Tuscany
... midst of adversity, how I am really not sure at all. The general {legal} speed is evidently 130km..... and there were many more cars doing faster than that!....Overtaking started out as, Hmm might wait until the car 400m behind me passes, to, yep I can make it out between the truck and the speedy black thing coming up now.... oops too late..it's already gone!
Wait ... has she told you about the car....... our Avis man tells us to go to the end door exit left and ...
Rain
... place on the corner. He nodded his head, as if he understood my every word. Surprisingly, he did not disappoint, although I think his wife was suspicious of us the whole time.
The climb up the steps to the dome was the equivalent of a 30-minute StairMaster workout; add the awkward sidestep of tourists on their way down. As expected, the view from the top was spectacular and the breeze was well appreciated on a hot Tuscan morning. I ...