And found my way to the top floor where they have a terrace with incredible panoramic views of la citta.
See what I mean?!
That Duomo hovers over the city of Florence, reminding me of a very large and very Renaissancey looking space ship. A visitor from the past.
But, at any rate, I just wish Florence were more picturesque. It is such a shame that she is not. Ha ha.
Here are some more shots from the terrace. It is quite a place to view the city.
The sky seemed to be feeling all operatic, just like the singer in the Piazza.
The Rinascente is notable for a couple of other reasons as well. It’s a decent department store, though quite small. But, it has the most amazing Christmas lights.
While strolling through the city on my way back to my hood, the Santa Croce neighborhood, I passed this ambitious and talented street artist at work.
And when I came near to Santa Croce, the church was highlighted by the late afternoon sun in a very agreeable fashion.
Looking good, Santa Croce!
(Note to self: nothing is making me pay attention to the ending of Italian words and matching adjectives and nouns like trying to write these posts. La mia professoressa will be mighty happy when I show her how hard I worked this weekend! Such a teacher pleaser, am I! It has always be thus. It’s always been the one place I respect authority!)














Great shots! I especially love the last ones of Santa Croce and the sun and shadow on it!
And keep up the good work with your Italian!
Piano, piano. I hear the words in my head all the time now so that has got to be a good sign, no?
Brava! Yes when you dream or think in another language, that is when you are living it fully!
I am not advanced enough to dream or think in italiani ma it is dancing around at the edges of my brain all of the time. I think that has to be a good sign for someone who is trying to learn!
Well said! Italian dancing around the edges of your brain!