We hop back on the train and get to Florence. Florence is a much better city than Milan. Our first night in Florence was the World Cup final, so we watched it in this little hole in the wall restaurant with some assorted other patrons and most of the kitchen staff. Italy won and the entire city went nuts. We got to see (but mostly hear) the party until late in the night.
We saw various historical things throughout the city, including the Cathedral (with El Duomo) and the Uffizi Gallery. Paintings, culture etc.
While staying in Florence we took daytrips to Pisa and Venice. Pisa was rather unimpressive, one big cathedral and one poorly engineering towered, nothing that special. Venice was a strange place. While it looked very beautiful and had some of the best scenery of the entire trip, it smelled terrible, as if the entire city was a sewer. It was nice to see it before it eventually sinks into the sea.
On our last night in Florence we ate at this great restaurant called Acqua al Du. My steak in a blueberry reduction was exquisite, as if angels had taken up cooking. It appears that they have a restaurant in San Diego, I will have to go.
A view of El Duomo and the Ponte Vecchio. Those are important Florence things they tell me.
In Venice, Ponte Rialto and a Gondolier following us
View from the Campanile in St. Mark's Square
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