Firenze (Florence) is a beautiful city with a complex history. Our AirB&B was across the Arno from downtown in a quiet neighborhood with few tourists. The building was well over 150 years old, but our apartment was nicely renovated with plenty of room for all of us. The only drawback was that we were on the third floor (fourth in American terms) and there was no elevator.
We tried to pack as lightly as possible, but two months in both hot and cool climates meant we were carrying a couple of heavy suitcases. Still, we managed.
The weather had cooled delightfully since we left Rome--mid-seventies with occasional drizzle. Perfect for walking. And with the main tourist areas only a 25-minute walk away, we put in a lot of steps.
The center of town was packed with tourists. We took in the Duomo and the statue of David.
In the same museum, there was a large collection of pre-Renaissance religious art. I like this early art better than that of the famous Renaissance painters.
And I'm amused by the amount of side-eye being slung by the minor figures. They all look as it they are either plotting something or are suspicious of the others plotting against them.
And of course no journey to Firenze can be complete without a quick rub of the snout of Il Porcellino for good luck.
The continually-changing cloudscapes over the river made for some great photos.
I discovered a new favorite gin, apparently made with the blessings of Il Porcellino himself.
Of course, Firenze's most famous contribution to cuisine isn't pork at all, but the massive Florentine steak. So we made reservations at Regina Bistecca, rated the 19th best steakhouse in the world.
The steak is cut from the sirloin of a steer or heifer of the Chianina breed. The smallest is a kilogram and is traditionally cooked rare with salt and pepper. Huge, simple, and delicious.
Served sliced for a minimum of two people, the flavor of the meat needs no additional condiments.
And afterwards there's the view over the Arno to cap a short, but lovely visit.
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