When I saw Florence the first time, it was just for a day. My husband and I were on a 7-day cruise of the Mediterranean and the ship was only docked in the closest port to Florence for twelve hours. We arrived at the port in Livorno at dawn and we left at dusk. In the in-between were the hours allotted to us to get on a coach, get to Florence, and get back.
There was so much to see in such a short amount of time. How can you possibly see it all?
You can’t, of course. You have to look at your map and look at your watch and make choices. I didn’t see the real statue of David on that first trip. I saw the copy that stands outside in the sunshine of a very busy piazza. And I thought I was okay with that since I saw so many other amazing things that day, including the Florentine skyline from the tippy top of the Duomo.
But when I went back three years later with my mom, daughter and other female members of the family (girls cruise!!) we stood in line to see him. And I realized I hadn’t really seen Florence until that day…
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