The thing about Italy is that everything looks delicious and
beautiful here. People look like models,
and even bicycles seem stylish. You’re
drawn down narrow streets and into piazzas because you hear music being
played. Long lines and reservations are
required to see some of the beauty. But
me, I prefer to just wander and take it all in. I even
talked my way into the Societa Canottieri, a rowing club on the Arno River that
was founded in 1886. And I watched a boy
named Neri taking his first lesson.
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2 comments:
Brilliant fotos, Glenn. I just drooled on my keyboard.
Bellissima!
Love waking up to pictures of Florence. xo
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