Florence is best served early in the morning, with a cigarette and a double espresso, around 6.50 am this morning to be precise, I wish I could communicate the sound and the smells, as the bells ring out across the city and the busy people scamper around below, you look out in wonder. The image will have to do the job.
Florence is a place of geat beauty.
I am in Rome as I write this, but there is a lot more to come about the last 5 days in Tuscany, a lot more.
now I am in Portugal, and way behind with my blogging -I will start a new post for Florence, Rome and Portugal and have them all updated in the coming days
We spent most of the day yesterday on an a train of some sort, some good, some better than good, none as pleasant as a Swiss train though sadly!
Starting in Paris very early, we got a long way in a very short time t0 Lyon (250 miles) in 1 hour 40 minutes to be exact….
Once in Italy, although armed with waiter service and a nicer train, there was a lack of wi-fi even in first class, and a seemingly pedestrian pace to our travel – I could have cycled it quicker in fact.
So why then does it take a further seven hours to go as far again?
I think the answer is something to do with the Alps…who put them there?
Setting off on a bit of a European tour today, looking forward to seeing the world whiz by the window.
Happy to be in Paris now, time to test my Henri Cartier Bresson skills, a bit of street photography coming up, that is if I recover from a 30 minute yomp…nobody mentioned draging my 20 kilo case on wheels for miles across Paris to take in the rustic joys of the Maraie area?
Time for some R&R, I will keep you posted with my new format Blog, using wordpress and Photocrati – anything could happen, next stop Place de la Republique…