Thinking that Mike would be out of communication until next Saturday due to his silent meditation retreat, I thought that I had time to catch up on the blog-he is the only one who consistently bugs me about it. We’ll I got word that he left, it wasn’t for him, I’m sure he’ll explain more later. Anyway, mom, Jamie and I are in Florence, our third night here. None of us are on a normal sleep schedule. The first night, Jamie was up until 4, I was up until 6 and mom slept fine, last night, Jamie was up until 6, mom and I slept until 4 and then couldn’t sleep. I had been thinking about how nice it would be to walk around the major sites without other people there, so mom and I decided to take advantage of our early morning and went for a two hour walk at 6 am. As we expected, it was pretty deserted. We walked to Ponte Vecchio, through the Uffizi courtyard and into the Piazza della Signoria. We were alone most of the time, with the exception of a few other early risers. It was beautiful this morning again, sun with some clouds, but bright enough where the sun shone on the river, but illuminated the clouds and fog in the distance. It was so quiet and deserted, such a change from the day before when we had to push our way through the whole way on the same route. We walked quietly to the old doors of the city and back to the hotel by 8am.

At around 9 we went out again to watch the easter progression that the lady at the hotel had mapped out for us. We didn’t really know what to expect, but we caught up to the route right at the end, which as we found out was the main event. We turned a corner and all of a sudden we saw these huge oxen all dressed up in their fancy outfits pulling large shrine. There were people blocking the sidewalks, like at a parade, so we walked with the shrine for a while through the streets to the Duomo where it finally stopped and set up a fireworks festival. We had made reservations the day before for Accademia at 10:30, so we had to go about a half hour before the fireworks were lit from the shrine, but it was really exciting to be in the crowd with all the bells chiming from the church and the drummers and trumpeters.

Accademia was nice, small for the hype, but it housed David and the slaves statues. I am usually not one for museums, but I must say David is one large and impressive man. All naked and looking good.

After our sleep part 2 (a four hour nap), we’re heading out to dinner and drinks as usual.



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2 responses to “Easter

  1. Kim and Adam

    Oh how great! Grandma would LOVE to hear your comments on seeing David… I’ll never forget how she couldn’t believe I went to Florence and didn’t go to see the statue. I remember her saying it was her favorite thing in Florence :). So glad to hear your thoughts, you really make me smile.
    Happy Easter to you and Auntie!!!

  2. Mike

    Thanks for writing for me! Write more about the pasta!

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