Note to self – if the conditions for free entry say that you should have photo ID then make sure you have it. Every once in a while there will be a stickler for the rules behind the glass panel and the long walk will be just exercise for the body.
Always chat with the staff in the shops if they have the time, to pick up interesting information. You might even find you get into one of those 6 degrees of separation situations. Like the Czech lady in the Oltrarno gift shop whose life long friend lives in the same Sydney retirement village where my mother-in-law lived.
Firenze doesn’t start to wake up until after 10am so it’s the ideal city for a holiday when mornings aren’t your finest hours.
On a similar note, plan Monday’s activities at least in your head because most museums and some shops are closed. Remember that the churches are still open so Monday is a good day to see them. If you find a tour group that speak your own language wandering along near them isn’t wrong … is it?
My favourite Italian dessert is almost always the last one I had. At this moment it is tiramisu. I wonder what it will be tomorrow evening.
It doesn’t matter how good Italian chocolate is, I will still get a headache if I eat it too close to bedtime.
I have finally worked out that the noise I hear each evening isn’t a large mulching machine. It is the municipal garbage truck emptying the enormous underground rubbish collection bins. I can’t imagine where the branches my peripheral imagination had conjured would have come from around here, anyway.