20 days alone to Europe (10) in Florence, Italy

September 25 Thursday (day 10)

Florence

Florence is also a good translation, said Firenze roller printed from Rome is 3 hours drive.

Florence, the cradle of the Renaissance, Michelangelo's hometown, United Kingdom film "a view room is started from Florence, the film worth seeing a hundred times, movie people talked about the name the ambition of expression and that a culture of flavor, let me with in search of old cultural practice of complex.

When in Rome to the booked hotel made a confirmation letter.

Got off the train, go to the station, opposite the tourist information Office took some data, and then follow the map to go 20 minutes, we found the Ostello Santa Monaca backpackers hostels. Florence is a small city, Arnaud River to urban areas separated in two, every few hundred meters there is a bridge across the River, very convenient. The hotel is small, the left bank of the Arno River, is an old House that fits my nostalgia addiction. This three-story building, a layer is the registry, the back of the large room for water heating, eat, hold baggage. The second and third floors of the hostel and bathroom. It is stipulated that afternoon after 2: 00, the administrator can check let me put luggage in public rooms, 2: 00 p.m. to get in the future. Run the procedure, the maps, decided to go to Bristol Itamaraty.

Copy of administrators and art designers

I'm not from the main road in the past, and selected a small alley, with maps, seven turns eight twisted forward.

This is not a static Business Centre Street, stone road, large wooden door there is a spacious Yue, reminds me of when I saw the old house---sure ventilation, is a good place to enjoy the summer. [DSCF0453 in bakeries] side of handmade workshop, making furniture, imitation antiques, car shop, in short, is a real life. After a bakery, inside business, customers and bosses shuluo beat another Hello chatted, its sunny, although I don't understand, still felt very satisfied.

Bristol Itamaraty (P.za de ' Pitti), Arnaud Transnistrian, is a local noble family of t-Mac Beach Art Museum, the building is made of rough boulders and base, a cover of a Palace.

Tickets are expensive so surprising, two exhibition areas and an Italian Palace Garden, add up to 20 euro! whole Louvre also not so expensive. Balance, I decided to use 6.5 Europe buy a Parra Tina Gallery (Galleria Palatina) ticket because there are bi-Te Palace's main collections. Gallery on the second floor, Gallery, lobby window faces the opposite hillside Italian Palace Garden.

The Gallery has a dozen rooms, exhibits are odd family gather McGrady.

Because it is a family-owned, so every room is not big, affinity, the viewer can get down to watch carefully. This collection a lot of famous paintings such as Raphael, authenticity, Portage and Lee, levee of authentic, some of the pictures used in the magazine, feeling very good. There is a picture of figure painting by candlelight, ingenious to make me think that I can go in. But the staff was very lazy, random comparison, each room sitting one, with the Chinese famous temples in the temple, and the atmosphere is not coordinated. And the Museum of Britain and France, where staff professionalism is clearly on a conveyance. But I still have a little surprise, I caught a glimpse of a middle-aged woman holding a pencil near Moab mural, extremely skilful strokes, thought she was a painter. Later that she should have a look at the House, not the heart, and she was pleased that she is to the right place.

Bi-Te Palace in front of the square stood some selling pictures and postcards of the booth.

Go to a pitch, a mural attracted my attention. Rather, the painting of color, the quaint Orange, is my impression of color in Italy. And operated called greeting, he took a stool is bent on let me sit down, and I got chatting. He is from southern Europe, and has lived in Italy for decades. He says that he is a painter, but says he is a "designer". I asked: "are you in this mural is very beautiful, I could make it filmed a commemorative?"

"I always come here to say that if you really like my pictures, you buy it, but do not take photographs.

So, I don't want you to shoot it. "I think he said also. Which artist do not want others like their picture, buy is certainly the most authentic. I say next, and next time I'm sure it should be comfortable than now, when we buy your painting. He laughed, and said: "it doesn't matter, though you can't shoot the picture, but I have something to give to you. "Said, and pulled out a piece of exquisite picture, the picture is Florence old bridge, he said:" this is my art. "By my request, signed on the back of his name: architect Joseph. Musa.

Bid farewell to the designers, to Arnaud River right bank, here I am not seeing Florence.

Seething, shop, time really was difficult to adapt. On the famous old bridge (Ponte Vecchio), I did not even aware of, because full is on both sides of the old bridge, I thought that the store is also in the streets.

This is why it's chic, is important in Florence.

The bridge is pure gold and silver jewelry shop morning, most moves me is the jewelry shop window (not the jewelry!) like a half a small house out, wooden window shutters are high lift, eaves, and cordial and naughty.

"Mona Lisa" transformed

Walk down the bridge near the Umm Hafez Gallery (Galleria degli Uffizi), Italy's largest collection of the best, of course, visitors to the Museum is also the most, most of the team, I saw long team waiting outside, has reached the point where limited release.

I'm a bit of time now is 2: 00 p.m., there is a lot of hours I could not get in, no addition of two more hours (at least!), I was out. Or forget it. Although miss a bit of a pity, if came to aCities, just wrapped up in museums not equally unfortunate? if tomorrow for taking the time to look at it.

Museum of architecture is a horseshoe, a middle ground is a large square, together with the painting and the strength of people who are naturally not the street artist.

Well see Mona Lisa sat there, come take a look at the original is the face of a man. Although the Mona Lisa's face is not afraid to flattered, but he still won the applause, a lot of tourists ran a photo with him, it is estimated that by the end of the income is not small. Cannot help but laments that Florence is Florence, even to the streets and famous xiaoji infants hook, taste good, bad or such creative or with a distinctive local character.

Follow the map to the flowers of the Cathedral (Duomo), after a bustling commercial Street, handicraft shops, shoe shops, leather, glass shop, crowded broken head, the price is not cheap.

Finally saw the famous orange big round top, although had done, or prepared for unexpected. In this Giants Wei downtown, strange dress is not a sacred white, not the silence of the grey, was spent. External white-green-red colors of marble pieces, front has several large concave in circular Windows, the air is very self, like a man wearing a flower suit stand in front of you. The streets here are not wide, its volume is clearly let the place seem a bit cramped. Next to the Church, is the famous Picciotto clock tower (Campanile de Giotto), straight and tall, with a total of the Church, both lovers with a sense of fashion. This let me shop Jaron propagation of heart a little more pleasurable. Church before a long length of service is waiting to go in and visit. To save time, I decided to go elsewhere to go, do not close this share.

Intimidated by hawker

To find a post office, buy postcards and stamps, near the town square.

The letter out, turn into an open-air market where all sell leather jackets, scarves and gloves, so-called tourist souvenirs crudely, basic is the Italian "Silk Street". Just walk, eyes flashed a familiar face — Whoa, this is not on the train to Rome and I live in a box of Japan meimei! I called out to her, her expression not as surprised look a bit tired, she said that she had arrived here yesterday, and live in another hotel.

Goodbye to Japan meimei, a hawker found me, advertise in English at me and shouted: "here's your clothes!", I got curious about his special care, so in the past, he ended with me to the pitch not far away from a huge House, there are countless ugly garments, he is busy busy daodao to full find, finally took over from the rack with two down, frankly, looks like it is.

Non-let me, I had to pick a fairly delicate, yelled at him on to hear: "Mama mia!" this sentence, I understand, meaning "my mom!", I followed his words said in English, "Mama mia, or big!" several leading to pick clothes of foreign tourists were laughing, hawker face incredible expression, he may never see me so little figure, Hei Hei. Finally, o Lord, let me go.

Finally, I am in the market-scouring to a double-sided wear cotton visor, I've got to wear such a fit Hat?

No one can understand a given head is small and not buy Hat human suffering and joy of this moment. And it's beautiful. 3 euro deal.

Listen to Bell

Back to flowers Cathedral, 5: 30 p.m., the Church has turned off, but still open Vault.

By the way, this is what I really want to go. Spend 6 euro to buy a ticket, so began the evening routine projects — climb. Like climb, like in the evening almost, standing on the height of a sublime tranquility. Then, burn the whole day in the Sun is tired, not so aggressive, settled in the world, all things the silence.

463-step climb to mourn, Florence.

It does not have a "Jade" and "cold", which is bathed in warm orange glow. The distance, Arnaud Transnistrian is undulating hills, covered with lush vegetation, cenglinjinran; near, Arnaud River side, light-coloured houses, Orange roof, so warm and smiling, as if waiting for something ….

Six o'clock sharp, the Bell.

From the Bell Tower next to the start of Picciotto. [DSCF0484 in Picciotto Bell Tower] two voice, from a distance of another Church also came the bells, the difference is, this way every time, every time two over there, but the pace is faster; the tone is not the same, this way they build, there was only light; at the stables of the ring, then somehow found a tacit agreement that the rhythm: here at the half, answered, and Couture, convergence, and the main melody and accompaniment of grandeur. Above all are rooted, attentively this wonderful Bell, coincidentally experience a solemn, it echoes over the city, such compassion so powerful, so that busy people suddenly aware of their existence.

In fact, this is Florence, Florence's music.

6: 30, the tower to be closed.

Down into the street, in front of another scene stunned: dad standing such as blood, Baihua Church Orange dome reflecting red, next to it to Joe Torre Tower also bathed in this peculiar red light, that is the color of the authentic Italy! many visitors and I did stop watching the long refused to leave with a feeling of awe at the Red little by little fade away ...

Drink a cup of wine

Is before midnight.

Walk through the streets, I wonder if you should see something. From a restaurant to float a scent that provoked the call I had to follow obediently into dinner. Called a ' mushrooms tomato pizza, and soon was served, significantly thin one, just out of the pot, the attached full of mushroom, cheese also not solidified. Small clear said, pizza to thin. Is very sweet, slightly salty. Do not put a glass of water. A cup ofWater 1 euros in Rome streets used to free a fountain drink, and now feel that the value for money without water. Then look over the menu, find the word "wine", although this is Italy, vine and I know the word, huh, huh. Only 1.5 Europe eh, and, of course, to get a Cup. The waiter served, white, mounted on a small porcelain loaf. This reminds me of the container to Beijing's er Guo TOU ... Don't be like vodka?!, may suffer! I disturbed to ask the waiter, this is the wine? he is a little impatient to say yes, the snobs are busy gallantly please two United Kingdom girl. I'm not happy, this is what customs, the wine is placed in a jar infants. End-to-come into a tall glass, is pale yellow liquid, min a mouthful of — Oh, taste mellow white wine, this is Italy, just pick a grape, should be made out of this wine come? with wine yourself to eat pizza, pizza and more. Alas, this evening, this journey, a good friend here is perfect.

Unfortunately no toasts.

I put that drank a glass of wine, the foot like filling in electricity, the walk is flexible.

Paid accounts, briskly to return to the River hotel, pick up your luggage on the floor, my girl Maria beds, Chile, is a very friendly girl. She suggested that I must go to the next day, take a look at the Michelangelo, said there is beautiful scenery. After talking to another, I went to wash, then come in and find the House more two individuals, Maria would and an Asian face girl have slept. I and another girl lights bed, the Asian girl sleeping on the floor, ad infinitum, using body language reminds us. Maria is very early on, she put the sheets over head. This hotel features so that you do not know when the others will come, when will go, General requirements for visitors of hotel 11: 00, check-in before 12: 00 before sleep are normal. Some hostels have bars, night let us chat and Exchange. If you are soon to lie down, you have to be fully prepared. If you are afraid to disturb, preferably with blindfolded and earplugs in case of need, this will not be disturbed, it does not interfere with others ' actions.

That night, the next room there lived a young group, a group of school pupils, excited, Jack's quack me smile fooling.

Since the middle of the partition wall is made of wood, a little not soundproofed, and I slept under the girl can't help it, a few times and hit the wall and kick the door and let the next quiet. But still not a 3 minutes, the sound is also high. The strange thing is that the Asian girls down always slept. My secret weapon is a pair of earbuds, put on it, loud laughter and more from me soon.

(Baihua Church and Bell Picciotto clock)