Well fed, and well rested, we headed back out for a Florentine walk.
Florence at night is quite different. The hectic crowded bustle of tour groups are no where to be seen at night. The streets, though relatively quiet, is still alive with strollers, diners, and street musicians.
We walked our now familiar walk towards the Palazzo Vecchio, through the Uffizi Galery, onto the banks of the Arno river gazing at the iconic Ponte Vecchio. The bridge itself is quiet at night, but we were amazed at how the gold shops are closed up. Wooden panels cover the windows, the top half by day is hoisted up as an awning, while the lower half falls forwards, and convers the front in a decorative manner.
Gelatos are everywhere, and we decided to have another. We could not help resist a chuckle when we came across a place announcing Gelato Festival, reminding us of the Quebec film, "Le Grand Seduction."
Walking along the streets aimlessly, we came across a church offering a free organ recital. We entered, and sat. Hera again felt a sudden wave of Stendhal syndrome, as we listened to the moving music of Bach and gazed at the artwork of the church.
Back home, we had a late night snack of cheese, bread and the delicious olive oil.
Contented, we will sleep well.
Photographer's note: All the night shots here were shot hand held on manual mode, between 400 ISO nd 1600 ISO.
Cheers,
Anthony & Hera
