I’ve been in Florence for less than 48 hours and I’m already in love with it. It is absolutely incredible here and it’s so hard to describe. The history, architecture, and art are everywhere you turn. Every building is old; everything is old. There is art everywhere and every building has a story. It is so fascinating. I’m trying to absorb it all at once and it’s like a sensory overload. I’m trying to pick up Italian phrases, but for some reason I keep speaking Spanish (maybe that last concussion did damage my brain…) and take in all of the history at the same time. Then there is just the beauty of the city. Old buildings even if they are just some little hole in the wall selling cheap souvenirs to American tourists are so pretty. The post office has a stained glass ceiling and marble pillars. Everywhere you turn there are statues or plaques of famous events.
Eccentric. There really isn’t a better word for this city. On top of the history that you typically think of in Florence there is modern day culture everywhere. Walking down the street you can hear opera on one street corner then Muse playing on the next. The shopping district with Fendi and Louis Vuitton is right next to the Piazza della Repubblica. The windows, doors, and statues are huge, but the rooms, streets, and sidewalks are tiny.

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