I am in beautiful Florence. Waking up every day here seems like such a privilege and honor. It is still surreal to me that I walk on the same places the Medicis did. So far in my journey my flight was rather horrid, however being here has completely made up for it and I do not wish to return to the USA anytime soon.
I live in a wonderful appt with three other girls who are equally unique and lovely. We have to walk up about 55 stairs (but who is counting ; ) ) to get to our appt where it opens into a dinning area, big kitchen, two bedrooms, new bathroom, and a terrice that overlooks most of Firenze. It is breathtaking!
I have already seen the Duomo, (which is huge and classic and beautiful in every which way) , The uffizi Gallery ( Which is the most beautiful housing of Roman art I have ever witnessed) , and eaten the best Gellato. Thinking about it makes my mouth water right now.
I have gone to explore already and feel that I am completely justified in falling head over heals in love with Florence. This place holds so much history, passion, and art.
Running by the Arno river after my morning yoga I thought of the words that I would describe my whereabouts with. The words enchanting, historical, lovely, and charming come to mind.
But in the end,
The only word I can describe my stay here for the first week is Bella.
With lots of love,
Michal
