Monday morning we left Rome and drove to
Firenze (Florence). Imagine Rome, but on
a smaller scale. This was our ninth day of travel, and also the
day. You know the one. For our family, it usually falls somewhere in
the middle of a trip. That day when
you’re getting tired, and suddenly you’re all starting to bug each other just a
little.
So, anyway, Sadie and Gregg were pretty much cultured
out, but Florence is home of the Uffizi art museum which, among other works,
houses Botticelli’s, “The Birth of Venus”.
Don’t worry Dad, I did get to see Venus, and she was absolutely
beautiful. Afterward Gregg and I had as
lengthy discussion about what makes art art, and why certain people
appreciate it (me) and other appreciate things like hunting (Gregg). And I told
him that even if touring a gallery wasn’t his thing, and he doesn’t really “get
it”, it’s o.k. Kind of like how I
don’t get why getting up at the crack of dawn, dressing up in camo, and trudging
around in the wilderness to “scout animals” for hours sounds like fun. By the
end of our discussion we were both laughing and Sadie commented, “Wow, you guys
really did marry your opposites!” To Gregg’s credit, I think the city of
Florence has a major Freudian thing going on, and if I don’t see another naked
man statue for a couple of years, I’ll be o.k. with that. Tuesday we continued up the coast of Italy
and then made a short stop in Pisa.
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| yep...that day |
More tomorrow from our stop in a city called Manarola......Our very favorite day so far.
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