Back home in Bella Firenze
After my inspiring and adventurous sojourn, I’m back 'home' in Firenze...
It’s really difficult to summarize how I’m feeling at the moment because there are so many different emotions running through me.
This years’ experience in Florence is vastly different to last year - in many ways. There are many different challenges, insights and adventures and although I'm living my dream sometimes I have doubts. But when I’m filled with these temporary doubts, I stop and try to delight in the sound of church bells, technicolor fabrics flowing around sun kissed and well heeled legs, fading renaissance fresco's, the taste of eggplant marinated with peppers, or the celestial eyes and dark curls of the Italian children.
I am now living in San Marco. San Marco is another original quartier in Florence. From my bedroom window I look out onto a sea of terracotta roof tiles and can see the tip of Brunelleschi's Dome..ahh.. the sight of Il Duomo makes my heart sing. Last week I commenced studying Italian language at the Accademia Europea di Firenze. I'm now doing level five Italian! The classes are intense and simulating and I adore deviling deeper into the language.
I've had a lovely week. After the morning grammar classes I've been spending time with friends: lunch in San Spirito; attending Yoga classes in Porta Romana; sun baking and swimming at Belleriva Swimming Pool; and cycling through Parc Cascine.
One of my greatest and simplest pleasures is cycling along the Arno River and through the park, particularly at sunset. Lately its been really pleasant because as the wind whips through my hair I feel summers' intense heat dissipate and the change of season beginning.
After my inspiring and adventurous sojourn, I’m back 'home' in Firenze...
It’s really difficult to summarize how I’m feeling at the moment because there are so many different emotions running through me.
This years’ experience in Florence is vastly different to last year - in many ways. There are many different challenges, insights and adventures and although I'm living my dream sometimes I have doubts. But when I’m filled with these temporary doubts, I stop and try to delight in the sound of church bells, technicolor fabrics flowing around sun kissed and well heeled legs, fading renaissance fresco's, the taste of eggplant marinated with peppers, or the celestial eyes and dark curls of the Italian children.
I am now living in San Marco. San Marco is another original quartier in Florence. From my bedroom window I look out onto a sea of terracotta roof tiles and can see the tip of Brunelleschi's Dome..ahh.. the sight of Il Duomo makes my heart sing. Last week I commenced studying Italian language at the Accademia Europea di Firenze. I'm now doing level five Italian! The classes are intense and simulating and I adore deviling deeper into the language.
I've had a lovely week. After the morning grammar classes I've been spending time with friends: lunch in San Spirito; attending Yoga classes in Porta Romana; sun baking and swimming at Belleriva Swimming Pool; and cycling through Parc Cascine.
One of my greatest and simplest pleasures is cycling along the Arno River and through the park, particularly at sunset. Lately its been really pleasant because as the wind whips through my hair I feel summers' intense heat dissipate and the change of season beginning.
Some of the scenes my eye casts over as I walk through the streets of "Bella Firenze"
Exterior details of Il Duomo, Firenze.
'Bapistry Doors', Firenze.
Some of my favourite niches in Firenze..Vernazza Cafe.
... Parc Cascine, Firenze with Aldo & Valentino.
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