Florence, at least the area around our hotel, is all narrow streets with little to no sidewalks.
"Faust is stupid."
They have a parking lane, they have what road there is, AND they take our sidewalks? To arms, Pedestrians!
I saw this chick several times this morning. She has orange hair, an orange suit, and an orange bike. I think she's a bicycle courier. She reminds me of something out of a GIbson novel, and she's a total badass.
"Sexy Store" insists the storefront. Lingerie and porno.
See these tiny, tiny sidewalks? As far as I can tell, they're not meant for walking so much as they are meant for waiting for cars to pass by.
Another face of the church you can see from the train station. Look at the scale! Wow!
Florence street market. This was just the entrance. It got too crowded to take good pictures further in.
Michelangelo's David's Peter
Elly and I liked this fox icon.
Foxy Music. Apparently out of business now, leaving only a smashed window, a Peter Pan poster, and this nifty logo.
