All Roads Lead to Florence

Travel Day! Time to head back to Firenze. 


Always good to say an extra prayer or two before you embark on any journey.   I am waiting for my car, I look over my shoulder and there is a niche…perfetto. The car is 15 or so minutes late, but other than that…wait, he did abrubtly swerve into one of the SOS inlets to get a drink of water, which confused us all..and when we attempted to pull back out on the A1, there were more swerves, honks and words, my eyes were closed and I was once again in prayer…but other than that, all went well and we arrived Napoli Stazione. 

I shared the ride with a retired couple from Brisbane. They were both teachers and now spend their time traveling. They gave me a few tips on venturing further south. We shared emails and I look forward to gleaning a bit from their adventures. 


I remember being at the Napoli station with Mom and the kids. We had read enough about Napoli to be frightened. We moved around the stazione like a tight flock of penguins sheltering each other from the cold. 

I had not previously purchased our train tickets from here to Roma…stroke of luck. So when I arrived, I checked out my options and chose italo treno. THIS is the way to travel by train.

We all have assigned seats, no one is living in the luggage compartment. Although I was a bit hesitant (synonym for nervous…see Danita, I’m trying) to leave my bag so far away from me. 

The journey was to take 3 hours, stopping in Roma first. 

Arriving in Firenze, I walked to my new place. This one I had also not secured earlier, but looking at the map when I did, I was pretty sure I knew right where it was. 


Via Parione…right off  Via Tornabuoni and doors down from da Florence where I previously enjoyed aperitivo. Small, but a perfetto location until my 1st appartamento is reserved again. I rested here a bit doing some preliminary planning for when Avery arrives…I cannot wait!!

I cleaned up for dinner and read about a trattoria near me on yelp.   Since I had turned my phone on for traveling, I called to make a reservation. The gentleman on the line told me it was too difficult now to make a reservation as they were very busy. He advised I come over and wait. So I headed out. When I walked in and said, “Tavalo per una per favore”, he said pointing with a big smile, “Oh…eeetttaaaa eeesssa you!”  A table was ready right away. 


After dinner, I just roamed. The breeze was nice and coolish, la Luna was rising…

I had thought it was going to be difficult leaving the sea for the city, but after a perfetto passeggiata in Firenze…


I realize differently. 

By the way…Fall is all about fur according to Prada…

Walking by Palazzo Vecchio familiar music filled the air. ​

​I remember hearing this same guitarist playing this same song on a previous visit. Still just as pretty.  

Each night in luglio there is an outdoor movie in the corridor of the Uffizi.  Although I don’t stay for the entire movie, I am enamoured.  And yes…that is la Luna overhead. Bella, no?I make my way back home calling it a night well before most. 

3 thoughts on “All Roads Lead to Florence

  1. That train! What did we learn from Sesame Street? Oh, yes….”One of these things is not like the others.” Nice!
    Beautiful shots of Florence. It brings me back. How can anyone not fall in love with this city?! ❤️Thanks for sharing!

    • I know it is bit more expensive, BUT when you consider everything…especially wanting to arrive at your destination…it was/is worth it. I do have a story (and an audio clip) of the girl who sat next to me… BUT I thought I’d share only the good today.

      • And YOU are worth it!❤️
        I can’t wait until the Paige and Avery chapter!

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