Day 116

--Departure from Kefalonia. After being the “prisoner in a lawn chair” passenger on the way to the airport, and the stressful Ryanair baggage endeavors, we were aboard the plane and our on way to Pisa. And then a bus from Pisa to Florence.

weighing down

re we moving forward or backward?

sketches from the flight

Once Nikki and I were settled back into Florence, we went out for a dinner that was recommended by Linsday, and it was extremely delicious. We had pappa al pomodoro and ravioli with formaggi (cheese, but I forgot what type) and pears. So so much good food!

We stopped at Perche No, my favorite gelato place, and sat in Piazza Signoria. In the piazza, there was the usual guitar man going at his regular performance (which I have heard oh-so many times) . However, there were a few elements that made this overplayed set new and refreshed. There was an Italian couple dancing a slow, smooth tango to the acoustic (and almost Spanish-esque) guitar playing. It was so wonderful to watch them dance. And it was also great to watch the people in the piazza, like the infinitely cool woman who was pale, slender with too many gold bracelets and the little Italian girl who kept pulling a man’s hair. 

On our walk back, we suddenly became intrigued with a large crowd of people watching the Italian Charlie Chaplin hobbled around the square. He was quite hilarious, no matter how appropriate, or inappropriate, he acted. Oh, Florence in the evening, you shall be missed quite dearly.