Down South
I'm at a computer in the basement of the Florence train station knocking of this post before my session expires in nine and half minutes, so forgive me for being brief.
What have I done in Florence. Last time I was here I did most of the "important" stuff, like the Uffizi, the Accademia, and the Bargello. The only thing I hadn't done was climb the hill to Santa Maria al Campo (I don't have time to check the name... it's probably wrong). I had a new personal favorite church experience. It was just before closing and quite dark inside. I felt like I was walking through a Caravaggio painting. There's more to say here, but I need to move on.
I've had the expat experience basically. I've been hanging out with Americans that don't speak Italian, but they're been living here all summer, so they live in apartments and know their way around. I'm not sure if Italians prefer this category of resident to the regular tourists, but it's a new experience for me, so I'm up for it. Returned to the home Acqua al 2, home of the blueberry steak, where I had a fantastic meal last time I was in Florence with John, Scot, Morgan Anderson (Williams '07), and Helen Hatch (Williams '09). I think there may have been someone else there, and I apologize for leaving them out. Memory fades.
This is a beautiful city, whatever else may be wrong with it. If you walk by the Duomo in the middle of the night, you can have some time alone with it. Much better than during the day. The lighting is more mysterious.
I'm going to Naples in two hours, my first new Italian city this time around. I know almost nothing about it. Let me know if you have any recommendations. Ciao.
What have I done in Florence. Last time I was here I did most of the "important" stuff, like the Uffizi, the Accademia, and the Bargello. The only thing I hadn't done was climb the hill to Santa Maria al Campo (I don't have time to check the name... it's probably wrong). I had a new personal favorite church experience. It was just before closing and quite dark inside. I felt like I was walking through a Caravaggio painting. There's more to say here, but I need to move on.
I've had the expat experience basically. I've been hanging out with Americans that don't speak Italian, but they're been living here all summer, so they live in apartments and know their way around. I'm not sure if Italians prefer this category of resident to the regular tourists, but it's a new experience for me, so I'm up for it. Returned to the home Acqua al 2, home of the blueberry steak, where I had a fantastic meal last time I was in Florence with John, Scot, Morgan Anderson (Williams '07), and Helen Hatch (Williams '09). I think there may have been someone else there, and I apologize for leaving them out. Memory fades.
This is a beautiful city, whatever else may be wrong with it. If you walk by the Duomo in the middle of the night, you can have some time alone with it. Much better than during the day. The lighting is more mysterious.
I'm going to Naples in two hours, my first new Italian city this time around. I know almost nothing about it. Let me know if you have any recommendations. Ciao.
posted by duke at 17:32
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so since you're off to italy, there's a place you might be interested crashing at. my brother's best friend from high school (also my boss for a summer at RCA records) opened a bed & breakfast in tuscany called la bandita (http://www.la-bandita.com) that just opened. not sure what the availability is but since you'll be in the country, it could be a good place to relax, even if it might be a bit different from the hostels you've been staying at. either way it sounds like you're having fun dude. keep writing.
correction, that's Helen Hatch '09. You may proceed.
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