At the mid-point in our "time out in Tuscany," I feel relaxed and content. We are never bored, but the pace is definitely slow. This week we meandered around Florence. Outside the old City walls, we climbed up to the view terrace, piazzale Michelangelo. Everyone always looks north west from the piazzale to the "Classic" view of Florence - the Duomo and historic centre. I decided to go away from the crowds to the other end of the terrace and look eastward, up the Arno. The view of the campground that David Tyrell and I tented at in 1982 came into full view (see photo). I had almost forgot about this place. We never experienced the campground with the spring blossoms. It brought back fond memories of the very first time I visited Florence. Two graduate architects, photographing and sketching many of the buildings we had seen in pictures. One thing I do know is that a comfortable bed with the woman I love is waaaaaay better than a sleeping bag, in a tent, on hardened earth. Sorry, Dave....... Sandy and I are having the time of our lives here and savouring every moment.
Shiers
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful experience you are having, I am so jealous but very happy for you.
Seeing the camp ground and reading your thoughts was the highlight of my day. Yes we were young then but we were trained to look in the opposite direction as you did today, that's where the things of interest and suprise usually lay.
I would gladly take the hard ground, tent, and sleeping bag to be there again.
Q