The scene outside my window:
Want to go to Italy? Me too.
April 1, 2001 marked our first full day in Italy, the beginning of the year's climatic trip. We spent three days in Tuscany, four days in Rome, followed by six days to travel wherever we wanted (Venice for me, Capri or Naples for some others). April 1, 2001 also marked my first time in Italy. Florence was the perfect introduction for the neophyte to the Italian experience. There's plenty to see and do, but the city isn't so big that it feels overwhelming. The day began with a visit to the Uffizi to the see this and this, among others. We toured the Duomo, ate gelato, and wrapped up the day with wine and olives at the Piazza de Michelangelo. That's a day that's hard to top, but, as we discovered, in Italy, those kind of days are pretty frequent.
The kind of thing you encounter around nearly every corner:
Ponte Vecchio over the Arno
view of the surrounding countryside from the Boboli Gardens: